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  • Where did my words go?

    Where did my words go?

    One of the strangest ADHD moments for me is how quickly a conversation can vanish. I can talk something through and it makes sense. The points are there. The tone is there. I can even feel the words lining up, as if my brain has finally agreed to cooperate. Then I turn to do the…

  • The day after diagnosis

    The day after diagnosis

    Receiving an ADHD diagnosis can be a double-edged sword; while it provides relief by validating experiences, it also brings complex emotions such as anger, grief, and confusion. The diagnosis can uncover long-held beliefs about oneself, shifting perceptions from personal failure to understanding symptoms. Ultimately, it’s a journey towards self-acceptance and finding supportive strategies.

  • Not trendy. Just named.

    Not trendy. Just named.

    Everyone’s a bit ADHD. People say it like they’re being kind, like they’re meeting you halfway. But it often lands like a shrug over something that has shaped the whole texture of my life – my energy, my relationships, my work, my sense of self. I can understand what they’re reaching for. It’s a kind…

  • There are more jobs to do. I know.

    There are more jobs to do. I know.

    “There are more jobs to do.” I know. That’s the problem – trust me, I know. I can see the laundry that needs folding. I can see the mugs migrating around the house like they pay rent. I can feel the undone things humming in the background even when I’m sleeping, even when I’m trying…

  • When people say “Excuse”, I hear “Character Flaw”

    When people say “Excuse”, I hear “Character Flaw”

    There’s a sentence people throw out like it’s helpful. Like it’s a tiny, sensible nudge. “Stop using your ADHD as an excuse.” And I know what they usually mean. They mean: You’re capable. They mean: You can do hard things. They mean: I believe in you. But what it lands as – in my body,…

  • Did I “cheat” my ADHD assessment?

    Did I “cheat” my ADHD assessment?

    There’s a particular kind of irony to getting diagnosed with ADHD and immediately thinking: …what if I’ve made it up? Not in a dramatic, moustache-twirling way. More in that quiet, nauseous, post-appointment way where your brain decides it would like to audit your entire personality – and it does it with the confidence of someone…

  • Stitch & Loop: Getting WIPs out of the graveyard (without guilt)

    Stitch & Loop: Getting WIPs out of the graveyard (without guilt)

    Confession: I have a WIP graveyard. It’s not a cute one either — it’s bags of half-finished crochet shoved under the back bed, each one containing a project I swore I’d come back to. The problem was never the crochet. It was the missing context: the hook size I didn’t write down, the yarn label…

  • My 30s: A love letter to the soft chaos

    My 30s: A love letter to the soft chaos

    A few days ago I turned 40. I thought I’d write this straight away, a neat little reflection and a tidy bow on another decade. Instead, I’ve been poorly, moving slowly, and letting the days blur into each other. Which, honestly, is a pretty accurate summary of my 30s: not tidy, not linear, not always…

  • A Gentle Start: My 2026 goals (and the planner setup keeping me sane)

    A Gentle Start: My 2026 goals (and the planner setup keeping me sane)

    I always want January to feel like a clean slate. In reality, it often feels like I’m supposed to chase a bunch of unrealistic goals someone else picked – goals that don’t match how my brain works or what I actually enjoy. While also remembering to drink eight glasses of water and become the kind…