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I waited this long for the wrong help.

I waited this long for the wrong help.

(no, I didn't look in the wrong places)

This summer I got my ADHD diagnosis.

At 39, everything clicked.

So I went looking for support.

πŸ’œ Here's what I was hoping to find:

β†’ Help now, not 3 years from now
β†’ Safe space to figure out who I am
β†’ Coaching that gets adult ADHDers

β†’ Tools based on current neuroscience
β†’ Personalised to what I like, not generic
β†’ Iterative, because we change and grow

β†’ Support that doesn't run out, or cap out
β†’ Support designed for ADHDers, not fixes
β†’ No shame, judgment or masking required

πŸ˜” Can you guess what I found instead?

β†’ Multi-year waiting lists.
β†’ Unaffordable coaching.
β†’ Neurotypical tips, fixes.

So I've gone all in.

Building it myself.

With my husband.

For every 39-year-old who just found out.

And every late-identified ADHDer.
Who didn't get that support.
Or even any help at all.

The right ADHD support doesn't ask you to change first.