It’s constant and relentless. I am what some people call “gifted” but it never really feels that way. I have a good job that bores me to death and a battle so hard all day to make it work. I’m good at lots of different things, from programming, to music production, to writing, to building things, but I can’t devote any meaningful amount of time to any of them, and I neglect all the important aspects of my life. My physical and mental health are fucked, I’m in debt for no good reason, and at this point I think my adhd meds make it worse, but if I don’t take them I’m basically in a comatose state. It’s honestly no wonder that we’re statistically likely to die 10 years earlier than average.
I have strictly instructed my family, including my wife, that if I ever develop alzheimers I want to be euthanized. If I am sufficiently lucid at the point of diagnosis I will have no problem overdosing on something and going out in peace.