About

For as long as I can remember, I’ve felt like something was… missing. I can’t really explain it.
Like I didn’t belong. Like I wanted to be like everyone else—and also just be me—except I had no idea what “me” even meant.

As I entered adulthood and started looking back on my life, I came to a quiet conclusion: maybe everything I’ve ever felt—as a kid, a teenager, and now as an adult—was anxiety. Maybe depression too.

I was officially diagnosed with both during COVID—after nearly losing my fiancé and losing my mother-in-law. That time wrecked me. For a while after the diagnosis, things got a little clearer. Medication helped. Mostly with awareness—learning to notice how I feel instead of just powering through it.

But still… that feeling didn’t go away. Something was still off.
And then came TikTok.

It didn’t take long for my brain to light up. Video after video. ADHD this, ADHD that. I started thinking,
Wait a minute… could this be it? Could this be what’s actually been going on?

Learning about ADHD brought me to tears. Taking the actual test—and having it confirmed—broke me.

Because all this time, I’ve been pushing myself way past empty. Firing on all cylinders, burning out, and still barely making it through. All those coping skills, hacks, workarounds?
Yeah—I made those up to survive. I didn’t even know I was self-medicating with structure, noise, pressure, adrenaline.

So I did what we all do: I researched. Dug into ADHD websites. But honestly?
Most of them made us sound kinda dumb. Like we can’t function without being babied.

And that’s not the message I want to send. Not here.

I don’t want to give you just the basics. I don’t want to talk down to you.
Because you are not your diagnosis. You define yourself—not society, not the stigma, not how “productive” you are by someone else’s standards.

Just you.