“Mommy, how do I get the madness out of me?” It was a
question my seven-year-old son posed to me one dark evening after coming off a
manic rage that took him through intense range of emotions. I have not decided
for myself if the heartbreak of that question came from the sheer innocence of
it or the sobering maturity behind it. How perceptive he was because he was so
right - IT was madness, a madness captured in a catchall diagnosis that filled
every crevice of our lives. It was a sickness that robbed us daily of peace and
comfort. Attention deficit, hyperactivity disorder, or ADHD, is not merely a
behavioral issue; it is not a question of adequate parenting skills; it is not
the effects of too much sugar, not enough exercise, or even a learning
disability. IT is a mental illness; and, yes, it is an incorrigible madness
that has left an indelible mark on the most incredible little boy.
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