“ADHD shows up a lot in the way that I work. If I care about something. . . it doesn't necessarily mean that I find it easy to focus on it, but when I do, it's intense, it's mad, it's like everything all at once and I have the capacity to work for, like, three days straight.” —Campbell
There is a clear gender bias in recognizing ADHD, and those of us who don’t fit the stereotype of a young cis boy bouncing off the walls often slip under the radar.
This project centers LGBTQ+ artists with ADHD: people like me whose experiences I couldn’t readily find about anywhere else when I started making this work in 2021. I photographed everyone in their rooms and interviewed them about their experiences. This project was a way for me to meet like-minded people who are also struggling – and thriving – with their neurodivergent brains, and to create a space where we could connect and learn from each other.
I realized I had ADHD during my senior year in college. I was procrastinating studying by watching a documentary about college students using Adderall. As I was listening to the students talk, I was thinking, ‘I’ll be damned if these aren’t all the things I’ve struggled with, the things that have made me consider myself a failure.’
In school, I found it very difficult to get things in on time; I was always pulling all-nighters. When I went to the dean of my university to tell her I thought I had ADHD and needed help sorting it all out, she looked at my transcript and saw that every single assignment I’d done in college had been late. I’d managed somehow to charm my professors into giving me 24 more hours every time.
After that, the university set me up with an OT to help me schedule my time, and improve other executive functioning skills. I was like, “Are you kidding me? I could have had this the whole time?” It was the last three months of my college career.
[Read: The College Survival Guide for Students with ADHD]