Why a bullet journal for ADHD can be an effective tool for an overwhelmed mind — I wish I’d started years ago — I used to think I was doomed to a scatty, majorly disorganised life because of my learning disability. It was a lot worse before I knew I had ADHD. Back then I just thought I was stupid and there was “something wrong with me” because I started to get overwhelmed…

This isn’t goodbye forever, just goodbye for now — After a weekend of knocking down my built-up stress, I’ve decided — for the sake of not letting it become such a looming tower — I’m closing Meld of Minds to outside writers — at least for the foreseeable future. Thank you so much to everyone who commented on my…

This is not a drill — When I wake up at the start of each new day, I’m trying so hard to pull it together while keeping a smile on my face. Despite being a lot better than I was (thanks to therapy and meds), I’m still a disorganised mess disguised as a well-groomed professional behind…

When even forcing it won’t work, there’s only so much that will — Tell me I’m not the only one this has happened to. It’s Sunday morning. You’ve had to cancel plans with friends made a week prior because your mind won’t let go of all the things you haven’t managed to do that week. All of the un-checked boxes appear in front…

Trust me, I really want to — I do apologise for the crassness of my title and subject line. As politically correct as I aim to be within my professional life, sometimes I just need a small pocket of space to release pent up frustration with messy colloquialisms. …

It’s not because I don’t care — For those who have no idea who I am still — which is probably the majority of you, as this post will attempt to explain — allow me to introduce myself. I’m an artist who doesn’t draw. An entrepreneur without motivation. A freelancer without work and a writer who struggles…

Here’s what I could only learn from failure that I wouldn’t have from success — At the very start of August, I pulsed with excitement as I sat down to write out my new challenges for the month ahead. I envisaged myself sitting at this very desk typing away each day, as planned, all the while getting closer to the goals I currently scribe onto…

A poem about spending 30 years with ADHD hiding inside of me — You might not notice but… I’m actually a puppet I’m not pulled by any strings But pushed forward by a flurry of calculations that just don’t add up No matter how hard I concentrate Whilst any new information funnels itself out Strings don’t need to hold me down There are…