By: Emma Rose Ryan Lately, I’ve been doing a lot of Googling. Ever since I walked out of my last psychiatrist appointment with an Adderall prescription – and four more letters to add to the alphabet soup of acronyms categorizing my mind – my browser history has looked like this: Google search: “ADHD”WebMD: “ADHD: Causes
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He lay on the silver gurney, in the dark of the nuclear medicine department, snoring like a tin-pot orchestra. I entered the chilly room, wondering if I would soon glow in its blue light, the childhood nicks on my bones, the metal stays from surgeries, and whatever stealthy, insidious growths of which I was cheerfully