Hello everyone xx I've been trying to clear clutter from my house lately and what I'm discovering is that some clutter isn't really clutter at all. It's old versions of ourselves. Projects we once cared about. Dreams we thought we'd pursue. Hobbies we no longer have time for. Plans that never quite unfolded the way we imagined. Sometimes letting go of an object feels easy but letting go of the story attached to it is harder. I've realised there is quite a lot of grief hidden amongst my clutter, which makes the task so much harder. Have you ever found that when you're clearing a space, you're also letting go of a version of yourself? How do you do it?

I'd love to hear from people who've been here. My kids don't really believe ADHD is a real thing. When my brain shuts down, or I can't get something done, the message I get is basically "you're being lazy, just push through." I know I'm not lazy. I know what's actually happening in my brain, but hearing it from your own kids hits in a place that just doesn't feel good at all. I've tried to explain it to them, and I'm starting to think maybe explaining isn't the answer...but I don't really know what is. So I'm asking: how have you handled this with family members who don't get it? Did anyone ever come around? Did you find a way to stop letting their judgment land so hard? Did you give up trying to convince them and just focus on your own work? I'd love to know what worked and what didn't.

I just got my glimpse into ADHD... All my life I'd heard, "You have incredible potential, but you're holding yourself back," and I always thought it was just a lack of willpower or an addiction. Today I finally understand: my brain wasn't broken, it was just operating on different rules. And the biggest discovery? The day I tried the camera technology in a collaborative work session and focused for hours without getting bored, I proved to myself that my focus was always there, just waiting for the right conditions. 23 years, and finally, I'm reading my story with fresh eyes.

I was working on my check in, and the thought came to be about taking baby steps, so I added them. But that got be thinking more about that. Baby's try to walk by crawling and then standing. They fall standing. Then the start with the first steps. The go, and drop to the ground. What do they do? Sometimes with assistance, they get back up and keep walking. Wobbling along the way. There could be a bad day for us. We're taking the baby steps. We wobble. If we fall, get back up. That is truly what baby steps represetnts....to me. Get up, go forward. If we fall, we get back up and walk a little more. Soon, the wobbling will become less noticible to you and others. Not because of a mask of protection, but you're making progress. That's why we are here! Does this gif make sense as to how life is thrown at us. It was used as cushion. Other than a fear of bean bag chairs, the baby got back up and started walking. We can too! We just have to remind ourselves of that. People will say things that hurt. Baby steps as to your reply. I probably could keep going, but I won't. Have a good day/afternoon/evening/sleep!

Just finished day 2 and feel a lot less anxious and a lot more hopeful than I have for a long time ❤️