Well, this is awkward.

This is my 16th blog post, and not one of my previous posts tells you who I am. Sure, there are bits and pieces. And, my site does have an “about me” page. But, it leaves out a few essential details. So, if you’ve wondered about the face behind all these words, here you go.

Last week, I told my manager I was leaving the company. I let her know that the following day would be my last. My burnout had become too much.

The next day, I signed out of slack channels that had been my home for the past four years. I boarded a flight out of town and took my first vacation since August.

That weekend away was the first time in over a year that I wasn’t worried about coming back to work.

For most of my life, I had no idea that I had ADHD. I was only just diagnosed in my late 20s.

However, I’ve had ADHD the whole time. I thrived in reading and writing classes, but I would daydream in math class. I read books way beyond my grade level, but I struggled with fractions. My parents assumed that because I was gifted with language, it meant I would simply not be skilled in math. Of course, this wasn’t true - I just wasn’t interested in math. My lack of focus was responsible for my missing skills.