
My most recent episode of complete burn-out
When executive dysfunction had me paralysed in a funk, it took my dad, a waterfall, 30,000 steps and a Colwyn Bay sunset to pull me back. On burnout, hyperfocus and the sea.
The Journal
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When executive dysfunction had me paralysed in a funk, it took my dad, a waterfall, 30,000 steps and a Colwyn Bay sunset to pull me back. On burnout, hyperfocus and the sea.

How, at the age of 37, I've only just gotten into Fair on my credit score. My experience with financial overwhelm and impulsivity and how my diagnosis helped me reclaim some power.

My take on why pinning attention deficit on smartphones and social media completely ignores centuries of human history.

One side of my brain is desperate for non-stop input and action, while the other can't even muster the energy to reply to a text.

Living at the crossroads of undiagnosed ADHD and weight loss surgery that could have been avoided.

A response to Channel 4's documentary 'The Great ADHD Myth?', which set out to investigate private clinics and NHS waiting lists, but instead ended up weaponising misinformation, invalidating neurodivergent lived experiences, and giving fuel to dismissive skeptics.

This is a shout-out to my ex 🎤🎵 And now that's stuck in my head. This post is about the ex who told me I'd be a terrible mother because of my "motivation problem." And my experience of what living with undiagnosed ADHD actually felt like.

A bad date, a Channel 4 documentary, and a GP who sighed at me. What it is really like living with late-diagnosed ADHD while everyone else treats it as a trend.

On ADHD, abandoned hyperfixations, and why being good at everything but sticking at nothing might not be the tragedy I thought it was.

I think I've done one of those things you occasionally hear people talk about: something that actually affects real change.

On ADHD, executive function, and why the afternoon and evening pills are doomed to gather dust in the graveyard cupboard.

A personal article on Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria, chronic people-pleasing, and the night it taught me how far my brain would go to keep someone else comfortable.

A late diagnosis is a mirror held up to every year that came before it. Here is what I saw, and what I am learning to forgive.

Why I come alive after midnight, and the guilty pleasure of a world that finally stops asking things of me.

Every open tab is a version of me who genuinely believed she'd get back to it.

How I learned to name the thing that had been running the show for thirty-something years.

How I tricked myself into doing laundry, tax returns, and other impossible tasks, with a friend on a screen.

How I navigated the NHS Right to Choose pathway without the two-year wait.

How I finally stopped calling it laziness and started recognising autistic-ADHD burnout.

A work award, a week of sobbing, and the doctor who finally asked the right question. Amy Craig on how RSD led to her ADHD diagnosis.