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> All 3 use concentration. Concentration is important.
Than why the heck do I still exist? My concentration is like the getaway driver in a bank robbery that you hired when you saw for fun? that they drove absolutely at the complete limit for the hell of it and you had never seen someone drive like that, and they knew all the roads around the bank because they had spent countless nights speeding on them like a mad man with a deathwish... except when you actually do the bank robbery and get in the car, the getaway driver is still just operating under the philosophy that driving like a complete madman is fun and that is why they are doing it.
This results in an extremely long police chase, that you may or may not get a way in, but it is guranteed to be cinematic as fuck. This is how ADHD people become so damn good at whatever their getaway driver becomes focused on, and how they can be stone cold calm even amid utter chaos (because to them, now for the briefest of moments the chaos has made things calm for just a moment finally).
In terms of controlling my concentration I have mostly given up with telling lies about robbing a bank and needing to run as fast as we can to the getaway driver (that is my concentration in this metaphor if I have butchered my metaphor so badly this is confusing..) instead I get a cotton laundry bag, fill it with junk, walk just through the doors of the bank and then go bananas yelling gibberish at the banktellers as I run out the doors, jump in the getaway car with an excited WHOOP! and ride.
Sometimes the police do catch us and pull us over and are ready to arrest us for a bank robbery until they call the bank and realize that the person brought the cotton bag into the bank, turned around and ran out like they had robbed the bank when clearly they had barely stepped foot in it.
The police tell the getaway driver "you have so much potential, if only you could focus it in a productive way" to which the getaway driver hears the truth obscured underneath forgetting the words said outloud immediately.... "we must control and define your genius because we are afraid of it".
The getaway driver whispers to their heart don't worry, hell no and I reply out loud "not unless you want ME to become a getaway driver too".