"Robinson’s remembrance is an intimate one, brimming with courageous candor and bracing self-critique. What emerges is a poignant self-portrait of a rather young man (he was 23 years old when he wrote this book) who’s exceedingly talented but just as angry—not just about his condition, but also at the lack of resources available to assist those who have it." — Kirkus Book Reviews
"Few books on this subject have explored the positive side of ADHD and this alone makes ADDERALL BLUES an important read." —Indie Book Reviews (IR Approved Starred Rating)
"Blues is a compelling firsthand account...Robinson wrote Adderall Blues not only to share his personal story but to inspire others to progressively reimagine the way they support those with ADHD." -- Daniel Patterson, Huffington Post
The descriptions of the feelings and emotion can be felt through each page and with every word." --Chelsea Girard, Book Reviewer at Bibliobeautybooks
It's a great read for anyone--whether they have ADHD, or are looking to understand it better. Beyond the topic, it's also simply just a good book, with both funny and touching personal stories that are easy to relate to." -- Madina Papadopoulos, Author of The Step-Spinsters
“Finally! A blunt but objective book that debunks ADHD labels and exposes the unfortunate and limiting ways in which societal norms inhibit brilliance. ” — Dr. Peter J. McDonald, PhD. (Educational Policy)
“A wonderful, in-your-face book relating one young person’s struggles with Attention Deficit Disorder...” — Dr. Ned Hallowell M.D., Harvard Medicine and Author of Driven to Distraction
“Brian Robinson poignantly exposes the flaws in our current educational philosophy and challenges us to rethink ADHD as a cure for slowed innovation rather than an illness in need of taming.” — Damian Brenes Dominguez, Founder Spil Creative, Inc.
“Brian has captured, without exception, the frustration and incite into the world of attention deficit disorder. His stories are relatable. I commend his writing skills and purpose. — Dr. Samuel Schenker, MD (Neurologist)
“Robinson’s story is an important lesson in understanding how to unlock the potential of young people, especially those diagnosed with attention deficit disorders.” — A. Corcoran (Former Educator, Master of Public Policy)
“The chronicals of Brian’s life events are so captivating and intense that I couldn’t put the book down. Eye opening and an emotional roller coaster. This story will encourage more people with ADHD, who likely have similar feelings about Adderall, to share their story to raise awareness of the issues Brian posits.” — Nicole Stokes- Published Research Scientist, Regeneron Pharmaceuticals
“A much needed memoir to highlight a crucial topic in today’s society. This is a must read for anyone who’s life may have been touched by ADHD or other learning disabilities. “ — Dr. Rama Ayyala, MD, Columbia University Medical Center
“This refreshingly honest account of living with ADHD reframes both the struggles and gifts that come along with this stigmatized diagnosis. ” — Pamela Mendelsohn, LMSW
2017-08-07
A personal memoir recounts a young man's battle with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder, as well as the drugs he used to tame it. Debut author Robinson attended the prestigious Ranney School in Tinton Falls, New Jersey, but started to experience academic trouble in the fifth grade. He perennially questioned his own intelligence, and although he tested well, he was beset by the anger, frustration, and self-recrimination that resulted from chronic underperformance. The author was eventually diagnosed with ADHD, and while he was at Tulane University, he says, he was introduced to Adderall by his girlfriend. Robinson had already sought a reprieve from chronic restlessness in alcohol with predictably unspectacular results, and Adderall, he felt, was like a miracle—and he became woefully dependent upon it. But even after he confessed to his therapist that he'd developed an addiction, he was prescribed it yet again. After he manically pledged to go on a hunger strike to protest American troops in Iraq, his father called paramedics to have him hospitalized. Later, the author would wrestle with another drug problem, this time with Ritalin, after a failed attempt to get a show produced in Hollywood. Robinson finally repaired his life, learned to manage his ADHD, started his own debt-settlement business, and got married. Although this book is principally a memoir, the author also discusses his reservations about the psychiatric community's reliance on medication to treat cognitive disorders, as well as the American educational system's failure to accommodate the needs of afflicted students. Robinson's remembrance is an intimate one, brimming with courageous candor and bracing self-critique. He intelligently describes the alienation he felt, due to his condition: he was mortified by his underachievement and envied "neurotypicals." What emerges is a poignant self-portrait of a rather young man (he was 23 years old when he wrote this book) who's exceedingly talented but just as angry—not just about his condition, but also at the lack of resources available to assist those who have it. A philosophy major in college, Robinson is accustomed to plumbing the depths of meaning in life, and he often does so with charm and verve. Problematically, though, the prose can be clumsy and leaden, with real insights buried in interminable sentences, often marred with mistakes: "In the utilitarian point of view of our nation's school system, the education that maximizes the number of students who benefit from a curriculum geared toward the predominant a [sic] learning style are ultimately responsible for minimizing the potential of students with different cognitive styles." Also, the author's youthful spiritedness can also come across as callowness at times; he's peremptorily dismissive of religion and too often describes traditional education as an exercise in herd-mentality brainwashing. Further, while his criticisms of higher education and psychiatry are trenchant, he offers little in the way of substantive alternatives. One may forgive Robinson for such unripe reflections, given his age, but it's also hard not to hope for a more seasoned sequel further down the line. An astute, if sometimes-undisciplined, remembrance.
