A blackbird building her nest in a hedge no more needed my assessment than my adhd needed the psychiatrist’s clipboard. So I watched her and she watched me while he was daein his deekin. I saw her and she saw me. And he saw his form.
Discovering ‘taivert’ as a word for ADHD’s relentless fatigue helped me redefine normalcy, one step at a time.
What if I’m not an overflowing mess but just trying to flow two rivers in the same channel during flood season?
A poem to recollect my father in laws final moments, written before the funeral of my beloved high school English teacher.
When a flower doesn’t bloom you don’t try to fix the flower. I’ve done so much self help reading and
A submission on the topic “Reveal” for the Creative Future competition. My first submission.
I want to talk about the deep sadness that I have over the gap between my potential and what I have actually been able to achieve. For me this disparity has been so difficult to come to terms with.
The consequences of coming at things from a place of believing you are broken. I was recently on a course
In a deeply personal reflection, the author shares her journey of processing grief related to her unrecognised needs.
Misunderstood since childhood, she navigates the aftermath of refusing to trust her body’s signals, resulting in a life marred by self-blame, exhaustive efforts to follow societal rules, and overwhelming challenges with motherhood and self-care. Her struggles include coping with autoimmune disease, vocal cord damage, and past academic and functional hardships due to a lack of support and awareness—haunting her decades later.
After a life-changing ADHD diagnosis, I’ve faced a five-month delay in receiving NHS treatment due to a global medication shortage. Nonetheless, I persist with honed routines, balancing a demanding job and family life, while dispensing with shame over my fluctuating capabilities. Currently, self-care and hope sustain me as I await medication availability, employing rest and self-compassion to cope with the challenges.
Cultivating independence and resilience, often in response to a world that bombards them with criticism, neurodivergent individuals like the author develop a guarded self-reliance. With time, they may realize the need to open up and share burdens, despite the challenge of asking for help. Embracing vulnerability with boundaries, the author is learning to connect with others more genuinely, finding strength in shared experiences and finally uncovering a truer sense of self.
The writer shares their personal struggle with forming consistent habits and how this challenge, exacerbated by unrecognized ADHD, led to exhaustion and a sense of chaos. They discuss the pressure to meet family needs and the realization that attempts to mimic neurotypical habit-building strategies failed due to overlooking their neurodiversity. The solution was making tiny, manageable changes, like leaving medications out and choosing simple tasks to prevent morning decision paralysis. By accepting their unique needs and making small daily changes, they’ve created a sustainable routine, resulting in improved mood, self-care, and the ability to connect with others.
For people with ADHD the idea of learning to meditate can be daunting at best and terrifying at worst. Some
I am a deeply feeling person that is wired to absorb information in a world that thrives on stoking outrage,
I’ve not been writing as much as I wanted to over the last few months. I’ve been taking time to
