Home

Brevity is not my friend. Sentences are hard. Words escape me. Truly, they are “but a vapor.” These are a few of the reasons I haven’t started this blog. This is what I want to explain to those who know how long I’ve been planning this project. 

I don’t know if anyone still reads blogs. Podcasts have been mentioned as an alternative, but here’s the thing: brevity is not my friend, sentences are hard, and words escape me. In addition to those things, I have the attention span of a squirrel on cocaine. I can’t control the side stories, and that’s a lot of editing. Writing keeps me a bit more anchored in the moment, but still, there are no guarantees. 

Did you know that ADHD gets worse for women as they approach menopause? When I spoke to my OB about a hysterectomy, as soon as she saw an opening to get a word in, she asked, “Do you find yourself losing words and getting sidetracked a lot?” Which I would have gotten huffy about if I hadn’t found it so validating. 

It’s hard to write about a life that is a blend of a Jerry Springer episode and the Shiny Happy People documentary. Know that I tread delicately through the shitshow to share my perspective and maybe, just maybe, heal a little.