Featuring Guest Blogger: Marquia Garcia
Hello, and welcome to my sob story (this is one of many).
Not only do I have ADHD, I am unemployed and I have been for about a year. I am a single parent and the only degree I possess is a PhD in Procrastinating, Anger and Day Dreaming. The first few months of unemployment went as so: take child back and forth to school, bike riding, job search, collect unemployment benefits, merrily stride through the park, window shopping, utter bliss. As the winter months slowly dragged on, I found myself falling out of love with my newfound freedom. I comforted myself with my literature habit, which is more like a drug (I’m a self proclaimed bibliophile), junk food, museum outings and the constant changing of my hairstyle. To no avail, I was without halt, slipping into an awful depression.