For a long time, I carried the quiet feeling that I was living life on “hard mode.” I couldn’t keep up the way others seemed to.
Everyday tasks left me drained. Social situations felt confusing, overstimulating, and exhausting.
When I finally got my diagnoses (Autism, ADHD, and Ulrich-Turner-Syndrome) things began to click. Suddenly, there was a reason for the overwhelm, the meltdowns, the sensory struggles, the mental exhaustion from trying to fit in.
It felt like someone handed me a map of my own mind. And it showed me a very important detour: Learning to say no.
No to pushing past my energy. No to social pressure. No to constantly proving myself.
Instead, I started saying yes to myself.
Yes to quiet mornings. Yes to noise-canceling headphones. Yes to fewer commitments and more peace. Healing began with permission to pause.
I had to unlearn my habit of people-pleasing.
I had to start trusting myself, even when others didn’t understand.
And I had to remind myself: boundaries aren’t rejection, they’re protection.
Healing isn’t linear. But one of the biggest steps was allowing myself to rest.
To pause. To breathe. To be.
And my best reminder of that?
Milo, my snuggly little whirlwind.
A little chaotic, endlessly cuddly reminder that love doesn’t demand more than I can give.
On the days I doubt myself, Milo curls up beside me and breathes deeply, like he knows:
“This moment is enough. You are enough.”
Some of the biggest healing lessons come with fur, love, and naps on the couch.
And in this new chapter, I’m not only discovering my diagnoses. I’m discovering me.
Until next time – stay messy, mindful and magical. ✨
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