Why I Write About Both Dyslexia and ADHD

At first, I thought the challenge was ADHD. My husband was officially diagnosed six years into our relationship, after years of me gently urging him to seek an assessment. But over time, I discovered it wasn’t just ADHD — it was also dyslexia, not just the reading or number issues I had vaguely associated with it, but something deeper that shaped our entire communication.

This site includes terms from both worlds, because that’s the reality I’ve lived. And maybe it’s the one you’re living too—messy, layered, misunderstood. I write about both not because I’m an expert, but because I needed words for what we were going through. And I couldn’t find them. So I made them. I write about both not because I had easy answers, but because I needed a way to name what we were living — the fog, the ache, the missed signals, the silent gaps. When I couldn’t find the words for our story, I made them. Slowly. One truth at a time.