I've lost the plot
and other normal ADHD things I think you'll resonate with.
I don’t know how to show up here anymore.
You know that ADHD thing where you’re infatuated with something so deeply that you turn your life upside down for it, only to be completely and utterly “over it” one random Tuesday?
Yeah. That’s where I am.
You see, I started talking about ADHD publicly about 6 years ago - with my main goal being that I needed to find other women like me. I NEEDED that. I started a podcast, hosted retreats, gained 170,000 followers, started working with an ADHD coaching company (shout out to Shimmer!), partnered with brands, and I turned my whole life into all things ADHD.
Somewhere along the way, I started looking at this work through a different lens. It was less about connecting with the community and more about telling the story of: time blindness, RSD, burnout, executive functioning… I just became a glossary of ADHD terms and lost the plot. Just a bit.
And last week, as I helped host an in-person event for this community in Austin, TX (NeuroDiversion) - I was jolted right back to why I started this thing in the first place. I don’t want to just TALK about ADHD all day and all night. I want to HUG the ADHDers and be there when they tell me FACE TO FACE how hard it’s been for them. I want to be there to listen to them when they look me in the eye and tell me how sad they are, how much they’re struggling. I want to hold space for people. It’s what I’m best at.
I was lost in all the ADHD terminology and I’m finding my way back.
I’m not sure what this looks like moving forward, except to say that I need it to be in-person. I need to be in more rooms and spaces with you. I want to host retreats again. I want to host events for you, with you.
I’m considering hosting an ADHD Women’s Retreat here in the beautiful Smoky Mountains - my home. If you are interested in being a part of this inaugural retreat experience, please fill out this (short and sweet) interest form: Right here!
If you’ve made it this far, please know that I’m grateful that you’ve been here with me this whole time.. I’ve wept many, many nights about the support and love that I’ve been shown just for openly being my weird-ass self. Thank you.
xoxo,
Trina
(a few more photos from the incredible week at NeuroDiversion 👇)
