Margie

Imagine having a crooked leg that actually looks very nice. People only see how nice it looks and ask you to run at full speed. But you can barely walk. That was me for 31 years of my life. My nervous system was like that leg - constantly expected to run at full speed, without anyone understanding its limitations. I just knew I wasn’t functioning in a normal way. People kept telling me: you need to get more serious, you need to work more, you need to try harder. I don’t have to do anything. Fuck off. (That’s me now. Before, I was crying and saying: yes, I’ll try harder.) Two years ago I started suspecting that I had ADHD. Then people with ADHD told me I was too organized to have ADHD. 🤣 They were right, of course. It wasn’t the full picture. Then one day on YouTube I saw a video about autism combined with ADHD. That was the moment everything clicked. I’m not a fuck-up. I’m just functioning differently. 🥳 You have no idea how big the relief is when you finally get clarity about who you are. That was last November (2025). It was the beginning of my journey toward self-understanding, self-acceptance, and understanding myself in general. That was my first step toward freedom. Real freedom. It taught me two things: • You won’t succeed if you don’t have sufficient data. • Sometimes fixing isn’t the way. Recalibration is. My message to every neurodivergent person: You do have superpowers. You also have many challenges. Don’t focus on amplifying the good things. Focus on minimizing the challenges. The good things will highlight themselves. 💪🏼 #selfawareness #ADHD #AuDHD #neurodivergence

Good morning 💫 I always wanted to share part of my life with a larger group. I was trying to do that on Instagram for a moment… and it felt sooooo weird. Like I wasn’t good enough, because I couldn’t produce this perfect instagramy life.. plus it felt really fake, because there is all about attention and number of likes. 🤢 Plus… there it’s all about external life. Where you go, what you wear, how healthy/fancy you eat. (Show me one picture of a girl in her underpants, eating period food and watching some cheap drama..). And I would like to share my internal life. It’s much more colourful. My brain never stops working (un?fortunately) and it can be a curse but it can also be a blessing. Everything is matter of perspective anyway. And that’s easy to manipulate. Tell ‘them’ (uh, I’m getting polarised) that you need to do X to get love and they will do XYZ, just in case, because we all want to be accepted. I never chased public approval. Your case is probably similar? Not a good fit for a standard life? Black sheep, wandering: whaaaat the fuck is happening with this world? I feel you. Ps. I’ve chased approval throughout my life, but about that we will tak another time. Have a wonderful day ☀️