Here, we unpack ADHD, Autism, Time Blindness, Executive Dysfunction, and everything in between.
Each page is filled with hope, relatable stories, vivid analogies, and practical checklists — not cold, clinical definitions.
Browse through and discover a little more about yourself — one insight at a time.
Why Does ADHD Anxiety Get Worse on Weekends? Saturday morning came with a to-do list as long as a dragon’s tail. Clean the room, finish homework, call Grandma, buy groceries… and oh, find that lost sock! Each task felt like a playful squirrel, scampering out of reach just when Jamie thought they had a grip on it. Jamie’s thoughts raced like sprinters at a track meet. How could they catch up?...
Imagine your brain is a bouncy castle at a busy fair—people jumping, laughing, and shouting all at once. That’s how it feels with ADHD, especially when you’re trying to connect with friends. Now picture trying to hold on to a super slippery water balloon in that bouncy castle. That’s the anxious attachment part—gripping tight because you really, really don’t want to let go. It’s tricky, right? But what if someone else jumps in to help you catch that balloon every time it slips?...
Little Timmy was like a puppy lost in a butterfly garden. Everywhere he looked, something new fluttered by, begging for attention. And oh, did he chase! Each flower was a new idea, each path a new adventure. But when he tried to follow everything at once, he’d often crash into the garden’s delicate fences. “Oops!” was his frequent song, sung with a grin and a shrug. Teachers sighed and shook their heads, but Timmy just couldn’t help but dance to the beat of every passing butterfly....
Imagine your brain is a bustling train station. Trains zooming in, zooming out! All the ideas are passengers, eager to explore. Each train is a new adventure, destination: Creativity! You hop from one to another, excited by the colorful sights. Sometimes you miss a train. Oops! But no worries, another one is always chugging along. Hey, want to hop on the next idea train with me? Let’s see where it goes together!...
Imagine your brain is like a supercharged pinball machine. Lights flash, sounds beep—always buzzing! Sometimes, that silver ball zooms past the flippers, no matter how quick you flick them. It feels like you’re playing a game where the scores don’t quite add up, right? But hey, guess what? Every game resets with a fresh chance to beat your high score. Want to hit the play button again and find new strategies together?...
In a bustling kitchen, Sam’s thoughts buzzed like a blender left on high. Ideas whirled and splashed out in colorful bursts, missing the bowl sometimes. Around him, people chatted in a smooth, slow drip like a coffee maker. But Sam’s words popped like popcorn, surprising and sudden. “Slow down,” they’d chuckle, sifting through his popped kernels for the fluffy ones. “What’s the rush?” Sam felt like his brain was a pinball machine, lights flashing, bells ringing....
Imagine your feelings are like a basket of puppies—cute, wiggly, and all over the place! One minute you’re laughing, the next you’re sniffling, all because one puppy licked your nose and then scampered away. Sometimes, it feels like you’re juggling colorful balloons in a breezy park. Up, down, and oops—there goes a blue one, soaring into the clouds because something exciting just happened! But hey, it’s okay. What if we could gather all those runaway balloons, sit down together, and share stories about where they floated off to?...
Imagine you’re a bouncy kangaroo, hopping from one task to another. First, you’re drawing, next, you’re building a LEGO tower. Oh, shiny! But wait, each hop leaves a half-finished masterpiece behind. A puzzle missing its last piece, a storybook left wide open. It might feel like your pockets are full of unfinished symphonies, huh? But every note you played, every block you stacked, was a step in your dance. What if, together, we find a way to link those hops into a full-on kangaroo dance?...
Imagine your brain is like a super-busy bee, buzzing from flower to flower. Sometimes it forgets to sip the nectar because there’s so much to see! Now, picture love as a big, comfy nest, waiting just for you. It doesn’t mind if you’re a fast-flying bee; it’s got plenty of room. Isn’t it nice to think that even busy bees find their way back to a warm, welcoming nest? You deserve that cozy spot just as much....
Imagine you’re a shiny, bouncy soccer ball. You’re meant to zoom across fields, make epic goals, and have a blast with friends. But sometimes, you feel more like a tired old basketball, forgotten and flat, hiding in the back of the garage. Everyone seems to know exactly how to bounce and where to roll, except you. You try to join in, but it feels like you’re always just missing the goal....