Only My AuDHD Brain. . .

Cares that every single day in 2025 has a post, even if it means fudging the date to keep the streak alive. 

Comes up with vibrant, ambitious ideas — and then convinces myself I'm not ready. 

Gets burned out from being burned out. 

Can always discover a loss in a victory. 

Finds impostor syndrome in everything: creative writer, podcaster, father, husband, neurodivergent human. 

Wants to create something new… then tears it down because it’s not like everything else. 

Still screams at me for not writing a tribute to James Earl Jones… but also insists it's too late now. 

Can spend significant time reflecting on the history of Pop-Tarts. 

Can also spend significant time stressing that I wasted time thinking about Pop-Tarts. 

Finds a story in literally everything I see. 

Thinks I can't do anything — then hyperfocuses on a task no one else I know could pull off. 

Can turn anything nearby into a fidget. 

Bursts with energy while completely exhausted. 

Wants to make this site and podcast better again — because who else will? 

Thinks this was a good idea for a post. 

Cares so deeply.