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My Open Letter to ADD...

I do this because you can't, I say things because you won't. I think outside of the box while you stand on the inside searching for a way out. I admire your attempts to distract me from what it is that I am trying to get done, you may mock me if you'd like but you see I know which one of us will be laughing in the end.

Why do you stalk me, follow me, watch me from afar?? Why is it that when you are near me you do nothing but attempt to provide a distraction?? These things that you continue to try put up around me, what are they?? Walls [_]? Why are you trying to box me in, trying to close me off from the world. I guess it's just your way of doing things, of keeping all that I want to do bottled up inside. You know that I have a plan, a path that I am trying to follow..I'm trying to do something BIG here, yet you continue to try and amuse and distract me with the small things. What was that? You're trying to help me?? Trying to prevent me from making a fool of myself? But, why not just support me and hope that things turn out well?? That's it I've had enough and today this "whatever it is" is over. I ask that you leave here now and never return, you've already taken so much away from me, kept me from exploring things. You almost destroyed me, my life, my dreams...I've seen you do it to others..TODAY I tell you once and for all.....ADD YOU WILL NOT BEAT ME!!!

*Attention Deficit Disorder*

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