I spent 20 minutes sitting in my car yesterday after I pulled into the driveway. Engine off, lights off, just staring at the garage door.
I knew my wife and kids were on the other side of that door. I knew there was dinner to make, homework to help with, and "Dad" duties to perform. But I was absolutely empty.
I’d spent the last 9 hours "masking"—nodding in meetings I couldn't focus on, triple-checking emails so I didn't look careless, and forcing my brain to act "normal." It’s a special kind of exhaustion that hits when you're 40+ and realize you’ve been running this marathon for decades without even knowing you were wearing lead boots.
The hardest part isn't the work itself; it's the guilt of having nothing left for the people who matter most because I spent all my "functional" energy just trying to survive the office.
I used to think I was just lazy or a bad husband. Turns out, my brain just processes the world at a different frequency, and I never had the right manual for it.
Anyone else find themselves sitting in the car a little longer these days just to find the "on" switch one more time?
I’m building a small corner of the internet for guys like us (40+, ADHD, trying to find some balance). If you’re tired of sitting in the car alone, you’re welcome to come hang out with us. No gurus, just guys figuring it out together.