I have noticed that most people who are chronically late to meet friends etc still manage to get to work on time and catch trains and planes.
So they obviously have the skills to tell the time when it’s suits them.
You have no understanding of it. I have inattentive ADHD.
I have trouble with organising myself, judging time, memory, getting distracted, procrastination etc etc.
If I am arranging to meet someone at 11am, I know I need to leave at 9:30am to get to them on time. That seems fine when I think about it.
But then, this is what happens:
8am I get up, get the kids ready for school, then I realise I don't have any clean clothes I like, except for an outfit that doesn't go with trainers but I can only find my trainers. I put the outfit on, and scour the house for my smarter shoes while also making breakfast, finding book bags, making the DC go back and brush teeth properly, finding lost water bottles etc - the house is a whirlwind of stressy activity. I can't find the shoes, fuck it, it's just the school run. I go to leave the house, then realise I can't find house keys. Where did I last have them? I can't remember. I look for house keys, then remember DS is supposed to have money for something - ask him to get his wallet, find change for him. I get the back door key and we all leave through the back garden. Leave house 5 minutes past latest time we should leave. Drop kids off, have to sign in at school office which adds time.
Come back. I'm running 10 minutes late at this point, only have 20 minutes. I wanted to have half an hour to get ready, hope I still get time for breaskfast. I suddenly remember I'm meant to bring tickets with me, as we're going to a pre-booked event. Fuck. I turn computer on, which is slow as it has an issue I've not found time to fix. Log into emails. Find urgent email from colleague I should have replied to 3 days ago, Fuck. I reply, typing as fast as I can. Then pull up email ticket confirmation, print tickets.
Where are my stupid shoes? I look again, can't find them. Maybe my outfit is OK? I look in mirror. I look stupid in trainers and this dress. I look again at my clean clothes and think I find something that looks OK with trainers. I try a few things on, as quickly as I can, I'm not taking my time at all - I'm racing against time, pulling clothes on as fast as I can, looking in the mirror, taking them off. My heart is beating fast, I feel panicky and late. Finally, something looks OK. I don't like what I'm wearing particularly but it'll do. I don't have time to tidy my clothes - I leave them in a heap on the floor.
I look at the time, I have 3 minutes to leave. I find my bag, no time for breakfast, fill a bottle with water, go to leave house. Realise back door key is in the first outfit I had on. Go back, find outfit, get key. Realise I don't have ticket. Where did I put it?!! Feeling really panicky now, I have no recollection of where I put it down. I run upstairs, it's not on the printer. I retrace my steps and eventually find it. I'm late now and I feel really stressed. I run out of the house to the bus stop, to catch the bus I need. I see it away in the distance, I've missed it. Next train is in half an hours, I've messed it up, I'm late.
At no time did I think my friend wasn't important enough to meet on time. You could say I should have got ready the night before, but the previous night I would have been up till about this time, doing something urgent also (currently I'm up waiting for my DS's school shirt to dry in the tumble dryer as I only realised at midnight that he was short of uniform).
I live my WHOLE life like this. I do get planes on time, but it's a massive effort, there's no way I sustain that level of effort every day.
I'm not twiddling my thumbs or doing anything interesting, I'm running about in a panic having a shit time.
If anyone else reads this and this rings a bell, google ADHD. (And if this rings a bell but you don't consider yourself hyperactive, google inattentive ADHD.)