I Have All the Answers. I Solve Big Problems.

When anyone asked me what I did, I replied, "I solve the big problems that everyone says can't be solved." The phrase 'it can't be done' became my rocket fuel.

I worked harder, stayed later, and put in extra hours on weekends and holidays. I was willing to do whatever it took to make things happen. This was my vision of success, and it always had been.

I maintained a demanding pace, treating every issue as a top priority. To uphold my (self-imposed) reputation, it wasn't enough for me to simply do my job; I would take on the tasks of two or three others if it meant achieving my goals.

Somehow, underneath it all, it always felt like everything might fall apart at any moment.

Cue BTO's anthem to the working hustle, 'Taking Care of Business.'

'Taking care of business (every day)...'

Sound familiar? Welcome to My World.

What I didn’t realize back then is that I was running on borrowed time. Every late night, every skipped meal, every 'sure, I’ll handle it' was a check my mouth was writing that my body couldn’t cash. Spoiler alert: overdraft fees are steep when it’s your health.

"Every late night, every skipped meal, every 'sure, I’ll handle it' was a check my mouth was writing that my body couldn’t cash. Spoiler alert: overdraft fees are steep when it’s your health."

When Everything Finally Fell Apart (aka My Burnout Wake-Up Call)

At 52, I was working seven days a week, 16 hours a day. Pushing through, holding everything together.

In fact, I was pretty sure I was crushing it! Or so I thought.

Until one day, my body just… stopped cooperating.

Chest pain. ER visit. “Is this a heart attack?” Nope—it was a panic attack.

(We can talk later about how these two things get easily confused. I suspect many of you know exactly what I'm talking about. Am I right?)

Cue Queen and David Bowie’s ‘Under Pressure.’

That Panic Attack Unlocked a Truth I Never Saw Coming

I couldn’t concentrate. I struggled to hold two numbers in my working memory after turning the page. I couldn't finish ongoing projects, and I had difficulty understanding what people were saying, even when they spoke directly to me.

Honestly, these problems weren't new. All my life I'd been dealing with Problems Lite. After I’d mistreated my body and pushed myself to the breaking point, my Problems Lite had morphed into Problems XL—and this time, there was no ignoring them.

My doctor gently suggested I might have ADHD.

A specialist confirmed it.

I never once suspected the possibility.

ADHD at 53.

And suddenly, the hidden backstory of my life was revealed for me to understand.

This is our last dance...This is ourselves...Under pressure...

At first, I felt a wave of relief, although I wasn’t entirely sure why. I had a lot to learn about ADHD and the effects it had on my life.

So, I began to read—quite a lot, in fact. If you decide to journey down this road,(and you will), I must warn you that there is a significant amount of outdated and, frankly, incorrect information out there.

Once I learned the impact of undiagnosed ADHD and the reality that it often gets worse as we age, I was speechless. Anyone who knows me knows that's a rare occurrence.

Reckoning With My Past

It didn't happen overnight. It didn't go perfectly, but my process was intentional.

The Path Less Traveled

Where It Began

· Medication that quieted the internal storm

· Let go of routines that never ever ever worked for me in the first place

· Learn to manage my energy, not just my time

· Pursue what inspires me

· Forgive myself for not being “perfect

I stopped trying to fix myself. No more bullshit.

Every night before I go to sleep, I forgive myself for the things I didn't accomplish and let go of everything I can't control. (The truth is, I'll probably revisit that list first thing in the morning, but that's a concern for another day.)

Turning Points

The Game-Changer

After processing a lifetime of experience through this new lens, I made a choice: I would show up empowered, not defeated.

You wouldn’t think it, but a lifetime of struggle and frustration comes with its own unexpected gifts.

And if you’re wondering what’s playing as the credits roll on this chapter? Surfaces’ 'Sunday Best.' Because after all that chaos, just feeling ‘good, like I should’ is worth celebrating.

Feeling blessed, never stressed...got that sunshine on my Sunday best

I’ve become phenomenally resilient—adaptable in ways I never imagined.

I’ve learned to be brave, to innovate, and to trust my instincts, even when the world told me to fall in line.

What I once saw as flaws—my intensity, my restlessness, my refusal to accept "good enough"—turned out to be my greatest strengths. I’ve built a reservoir of skills most people never tap into.

ADHD is a catalyst, not just a challenge. It forces us to think differently, to problem-solve creatively, and to approach the world with a level of intensity and passion that others often lack. Conveniently, these features are all part of our factory-installed standard equipment.

While the rest of the world follows a script, we’ve been improvising, iterating, and reinventing—skills that are the hallmark of visionaries, entrepreneurs, and changemakers.

Today, I live my life with newly discovered grace and integrity. It feels amazing, and I'm never turning back!

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