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An honest reflection on my first two years taking ADHD medication, what’s helped, what’s been weird, and what I wish I’d known at the start. I talk about how food, hormones, and timing massively affect how the meds feel, from anxiety spikes and sleep issues to that “speedy” focus and emotional comedown. It’s not a miracle fix, but it does make life less overwhelming; this piece is about learning to work with the meds, not chase the high or lose myself in the process.

This blog is a gentle guide for ADHDers navigating dating from our side of things. I share my personal practical tricks like using notes to support memory, reality-checking rejection spirals, and remembering that the right person will feel calming, not confusing. It’s about staying grounded in your worth, planning tricky conversations, owning your mess‑ups, and learning that you can care deeply about someone without making them your whole world.

So… I’m dating a boy (I know, yuck). But it’s going surprisingly well! ADHD affects relationships in ways people don’t always talk about, from forgetfulness and hyperfixation to deep empathy and loyalty. Here’s my guide to dating someone with ADHD, the challenges, the quirks, and the unexpected magic.

For you it might be. We’ve got to stop putting so much pressure on women to be in relationships. Having a boyfriend who doesn’t add value to your life isn’t an achievement, it’s a drain. I’d rather be single than settle, we should reframe the “are you seeing anyone?” question and push confidence, happiness, and self-worth, which should come before any love story.

I promised I’d be blogging weekly… and, well, that didn’t happen. Lately, motivation’s been low, job hunting’s been slow, and I’m questioning what I really want from work and life. I love marketing, but I need it to mean something, to make a difference. For now, I’m learning to sit with the uncertainty and trust that the right path will find me (eventually).

Three weeks in Australia left me wondering if I was born for life by the beach. The sun, the sea, the slower pace, it all just makes sense. From tackling brutal jet lag to realising Aussie men might not live up to the hype (sorry lads), here’s what I learned, loved, and laughed about down under. Would I move there? Maybe not yet, but I’ll 100% be back to play.

After three blissful weeks in Australia soaking up the sun (and completely ignoring my plan to blog about it), I’m back, refreshed, refocused, and ready to rebuild. The UK might be grey, but my mindset isn’t. This time, I know what I’m looking for in a job, in life, and in myself. Here’s to cutting out the chaos, leaning into growth, and finding my version of happy, one small ADHD-fuelled step at a time.

Losing two jobs in one year? Not on my bingo card, but here we are. From painful redundancy to a soul-crushing role that broke me, I’m unemployed again, but lighter than ever. Australia awaits, and 2026 can handle the rest. Here’s to choosing relief over burnout.

I’m a chaotic neurodiverse girl living in London, muddling my way through adulthood with a love-hate relationship with London, and a knack for finding myself in shit situations.