Why I’ve Settled On The Name ‘ADHD Galaxy’

Over the last few days, I’ve sat here and sat here thinking about the perfect name for social media! Only ever using Instagram and Twitter a little in the past, I realise now is the time to get ‘savvy on social media’ as I look to promote my book Hadie & Adah and raise Awareness of ADHD (especially in females).

When I was a teenager, I was obsessed with space. In fact, I was so interested in the cosmos that I was affectionately know by many of my peers as ‘alien’. This wasn’t helped by the fact I appeared on ‘Newsround’ when I was in year nine, talking – would you believe it – about the ‘search for extraterrestrial intelligence’ 😂. Not surprisingly, many of my contemporaries thought the ‘search’ for such ‘intelligence’ was in vain, as many believed they’d already found the alien life-form: me, a quirky, socially-awkward thirteen year old with a terrible haircut and hyperactive enthusiasm matched only by that of a caffeinated springer spaniel.

Space was my passion and, to some degree, it still is. When I was left to explore the wonders of my own imagination, I disappeared down wormholes of fascination, wondering how parallel universes could exist both in space and time and how black holes reflected everything which we, as humans, feared most. I read books on space, drew pictures of space and even joined the local astronomy club where I gave presentations on space. Unfortunately though, I never fully-understood the intricacies of the physics required to study space, as my wonderfully-vibrant ADHD brain gets tangled with algebra and ‘runs for the hills’ when presented with scientific equations. I suppose, as I have grown older, my interest in space is reflected more in the artwork I produce and poems I write.

Me on Newsround when I was in year 9 – I was absolutely passionate about space! Just look at the size of those computers! 😂

When I was diagnosed with ADHD, I instantly became interested in raising awareness – I can probably credit most of my passion to living with an ADHD brain. My ‘Universe Mind’, as I like to call it, is so much like the pictures I draw of the cosmos: colourful, random and enigmatic. For millennia, people have been fascinated by outer space, and this fascination has led to us building powerful telescopes and probes which aim to map even the deepest regions of the cosmos. Our own universe is ubiquitous, filled with a myriad of celestial objects which nobody seems to fully understand. ⭐️ Although cosmologists seek the answers, I always believe this quest for completion only throws up more questions. ⭐️

My brain is just like our universe. It is so full of ideas, and, like stars, they are constantly present, although they are not always seen. At night, I adore looking up at the velvety blackness of space, imagining each tiny shimmering dot as representing one of my new ideas. Additionally, space is very large and I have always viewed my mind as extremely spacious; there must be adequate room for all that is going on in my brain. Deep in my grey matter, just like in space, supernovas explode, nebulas cascade and quasars paint their mysteries in the undiscovered depths. Like me, they are colourful and wild, untamed and beautiful – they exist in a state of permanent change and the passage of time manipulates their forms just as it changes my thoughts and ideas, motivations and moods. Moreover, scientists have been talking about the expanding universe for many years and I like to parallel this to my own mind. I am always expanding my knowledge and seek to find out more about a myriad of topics on a daily basis; my random thought patterns lead me to discover amazing new facts and I know my immense creativity is down to the way my ‘Universe Mind’ works.

So why not ADHD Universe? Well, apart from the fact that name was taken 😂, I do like the word ‘galaxy’ as it makes me think of home and also represents all that I wish to convey on this blog, Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. Galaxies are beautiful and contain billions (250-500 billion in The Milky Way) of stars and other celestial objects, held together by the enigmatic force of gravity. I like to see our ADHD community as a ‘galaxy of likeminded people’ who all have a common cause and want to unite under an umbrella of acceptance and understanding.

I think I knew something deep down when I was a young girl, which I have only managed to truly realise now I am an adult. Even though I will continue to change things on my social media pages (it’s the ADHD 😂) and modify appropriately, I like the name ‘ADHD Galaxy’ as it perfectly encompasses what I want to achieve.

💜 I hope you all enjoy! Have a great day, guys! 💜

My New Wobble Stool!

Yesterday, something awesome arrived at my house. Beautifully purple and terrifically tactile, my fabulous new wobble stool is just what the doctor ordered!

Now, I don’t even need to leave my desk to exercise. My legs have a workout every time I move left or right, backwards or forwards, and, for someone with ADHD, this movement is going to be pretty much continuous!

I’ve always had a somewhat poor relationship with traditional seating. I can cope for an hour or so, but my hyperactive brain is reflected in my hyperactive body and it just wants to move: discovering kinetic energy improves my focus!

As I sit here joyfully wobbling on my fabulous little stool, I think back to the days in my flexible-seated tuition room where children often had the choice to work on the floor and where a football-designed beanbag was my favourite chair. Hopefully, in the near-future, those days will return and, with my new knowledge, I’ll have the chance to set up ADHD-friendly groups where like-minded children can discover the joys of living with a unique mind in a safe and specially-equipped space.

For now, I will have to gently rock on my stool, drip-feeding my brain with dopamine and happy in the knowledge I love my job and wouldn’t change it for the world.

As for stars, I’d give this little stool a 5/5 as it has already improved my life and made it possible to move around more in a sedentary job without having to buy a standing desk.

If you’d like one, you can find them on Amazon: https://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B0799Y3XJ1/ref=ppx_yo_dt_b_asin_title_o00_s00?ie=UTF8&psc=1

ADHD Work Accommodations


People always ask me how I am so organised in my job and I always tell them it’s because I work for myself and have made my career ADHD-friendly. However, those who work for others may not have this level for control and it’s SO important employers understand ADHD and accommodations which can help. Firstly, I would be nowhere without all the positive feedback I get from customers; I have suffered with a low self-esteem since childhood, so need reassurance to ensure I know I am doing the right thing. Additionally, I always ensure I write things down and break large tasks into manageable chunks as I do get overwhelmed if my to-do list is too large and complex. Although my job is much more sedentary these days (I really miss my flexible-seated tuition room), I have a wobble stool and am surrounded by a myriad of colourful fidgets. Finally, I ensure I take regular breaks (even five minutes for coffee) as our brains work better if we give them times to just wander!

⭐️ Ensure employers know how to help people with ADHD! ⭐️

 #adhd #adhdsuccess #succeedwithadhd #actionindistraction

Distraction Poem

Let me be me

The cat and I are having a staring contest but something bleeps in my subconscious and that ends
like it
without warning

My brain drives me mad
I understand it
walking with an undiscovered species on my own very

Ideas launch from the rocket-pad of my mind and grow in a meadow of creativity where all ideas flourish
and nothing is excluded
I pick what I want
when I want
and make up a vase of contrasting hues different shapes
They look so perfect in a bunch
of pure random energy

My mind is like a lightning bolt Fast
but ephemeral in the crackles of perfect focused energy

Ideas just sort of buzz like a strange electricity
a million subtle colours
all linked connected
on a giant neural circuit board

The patterns that I see
are somehow just a part of me Others paint the same
but always
come out
with a different picture

My voice connects the myriad dots to create a vivid image
Then I just wish
it was
of everyone’s subconscious

Maybe then they’d understand me as I ride through life

They see distraction
but distraction made me
distraction is just creativity
it sparks and it twinkles
like a galaxy of possibilities
You only need to reach out
pick a star
and you’re there
a new idea, a fresh perception
the brain’s escape from world-imposed monotony

Don’t bottle my spark take that away
let me have

My Children’s Book: Hadie & Adah

Yesterday was an exciting day: my children’s book finally went live on Amazon!

Hadie & Adah is a story about two very special friends! Both girls have ADHD and they use their awesome brains to achieve amazing things! Written by a proud ADHDer, this colourful story shows the joy in embracing individuality and neurodiversity!

Creative writing and drawing have been two passions of mine since I was old enough to remember and Hadie & Adah is my contribution to the world of ADHD awareness. Although targeted at young girls (many of whom have different symptoms from boys with ADHD), this book is suitable for all ages as it simplifies the positives of living with an ADHD brain.

Hadie, who has combined ADHD (slightly more hyperactive/impulsive than inattentive) and Adah, who as inattentive ADHD, are best friends and spend their time together exploring their imaginations, saving wildlife and making doughnuts! The pictures in this book are the main feature, drawn to show the amazing colour and vibrance in the ADHD mind. Although ADHD can make life difficult to manage at times, this story aims to highlight the positives of living with a unique brain.

I really hope you will take a look at this book and, hopefully, buy it.

All profits made from the sale of this book will be donated to The ADHD Foundation.

Living Outside The Box

Hello everyone!

Sorry I’ve been so quiet recently; I’ve been writing my ADHD-related children’s book and this has taken up most of my free time!

Last night I was thinking about boxes. It isn’t strange for someone with ADHD to think of random things, but for me, there was definitely a reason for this particular series of interconnected cerebral images.

Note on the ‘box’: The box here is purely metaphorical – I am not suggesting anybody actually lives in a box!

I know I have a box. I was born with one like everybody is. Most people know their boxes very well and enjoy spending time inside. They’re comfortable and familiar, with everything needed to sustain life. Of course, people can climb out of their boxes, but for many, the human desire is to stay inside, living a wonderful life nurtured by the familiarity of existing in a largely neuro-typical world.

I’ve never seen my box. I probably caught sight of it once when I was in the perplexing state of heightened awareness between being awake and asleep, but I have never climbed inside. My box is just as comfortable as anybody else’s and it is also filled with everything needed to sustain a living, breathing human, however, my brain doesn’t want to live inside its box and she fights against the concept everyday. Outside the box, it is dangerous. The unprotected extremity is a confusing place and the enigma of reality weaves its inconceivable threads through a fascinating, yet terrifying universe. When not in the comfort of that box, thoughts quickly become reality and illusions become the tangible which stitches life into the tapestry of the universe.

Inside their boxes, people live happy lives, sustained by dopamine and fuelled by the desire to be human. They are wonderfully joyful, beautifully content and largely unaware of what exists outside. Some may venture out to watch the star cascades leap in vivid rainbows across the sky, but life, love and humanity always encourages them back inside.

My mind is different. Watching the universe unfolding its blanket of stars across a fiery ochre sunset sustains my hungry brain. The supernova of ideas which is formed in the embryo of a new thought releases the sustenance of life and keeps me outside, leaping through grassy meadows which smell like perfect petrichor, watching the ribbon like galaxies snake through the velvety blackness. My eyes are quasars of mystery, never fully comprehending, but always asking. Never-ending, the chain of chaotic connection glues together the implausible, yet tangible, universe.

Every morning, I wake up with a million questions, held on my extroverted tongue like popping candy, ready to explode with the hyperactive energy that characterises my mind. The patterns outside the box keep me enthralled, forever creating and always ready to explore any new mysteries which pop up in my mind like pearlescent bubbles of wonder.

Those who have their boxes are content and, even though they may not be able to see what’s outside, are blessed to be able to survive inside. I often wonder about my box and go searching for it, but, so far, I have been unsuccessful.

Some days I watch the universe with those around me, catching magic in outstretched palms, fuelled only by laughter and linked ideas which skydive from multicoloured minds and, occasionally, light a hot air balloon of inspiration to float up in the supernova sky. Our minds link and our ideas are a chain of creativity, spreading round the universe like a ribbon of imagination. Together, we speak of forgotten mysteries and peculiar paradoxes and our minds create the lightning bolts of inspiration which paint golden glitter on the blanket sky.

Other days, people open their boxes and watch the universe with us. Their minds are filled with the same colours we see everyday and we witness wonder on their perplexed faces. However, when they return to their lives, we continue to watch the world outside, enthralled by the magic and fuelled by the unpredictable world which terrifies us, yet sustains us.

My Favourite ADHD Memes

Sometimes, all you really need is a laugh, so here we go!

I like to see the humorous side of my personality and all of these definitely relate to me!


Who’s to say, in some parallel universe out there, seven isn’t between one and five?
How many times have we surreptitiously searched high and low for that elusive spring?
Yeah, we feel this all the time and it’s hard to explain to people just how wonderful, yet overwhelming, it is!
The ubiquitous squirrel joke can be a bit irritating but I can’t help laughing at this one!
Story of my life, and probably everyone else who has ADHD!
Another squirrel meme and distracting in itself *thinks about squirrels holding miniature glowsticks*!
I’ve also seen this used on the ENFP groups I belong to; is there anything which describes how we think more effectively?
Okay, so we fidget, a lot!
Sometimes, we just lose our train of thought and … ‘wait, is that is pigeon?’
Are there genuinely people out there who can focus when they are playing with bubbles? If there are, show yourselves to us!

Hadie’s Gold

One day Hadie found a pot of gold at the end of her rainbow. Inside this pot, were all the good things about ADHD, each represented on a beautiful shining golden nugget.

As Hadie looked at each piece of gold, she felt joyful and knew her gifts made her a wonderful, creative and intuitive person.

The positives of ADHD, as written on the nuggets:

  • Energetic
  • Creative
  • Talkative
  • Intelligent
  • Humorous
  • Spontaneous
  • Spots Details
  • Great At Understanding Children
  • Empathetic
  • Ethical
  • Intuitive
  • Imaginative
  • Perceptive
  • Sensitive
  • Great Memory For Things Of Interest
  • Loving
  • Charming
  • Family-Orientated
  • Willing To Try New Things
  • Inventive

I Need Your Help!

Help me add more things to this awesome list by submitting them in the comments below; I’ll update it as soon as I can!

Why I 80% Loved & 20% Loathed School

I am lucky I have learnt to thrive with my random ideas as I’ve built a business which makes use of them and I know Bedford Tutor wouldn’t be anywhere near as successful without my ADHD mind. I’ve always been hyper-focused on learning and for me, school was a great outlet for my creativity. Even though I look back and know I could have done better, I was always a good student and put that down to the way my brain has been hyper-focused on learning from a young age. However, socially speaking, I really struggled in school and never a close group of friends like most of my peers. I was an impulsive, loud child who spent her playtimes in worlds of wonderful imagination (or in a creative club of some kind) and I also had great difficulty understanding why other children seemed more mature than me; most of my friends were two to three years younger than myself. I was always fascinated by learning, but remember jumping about from interest to interest in a wave of insatiable curiosity – I was, and still am, a Jack of all trades, master of none.

Looking back, my academic life wasn’t anywhere near as affected by my ADHD as my social life; I sometimes wish I could go back to my nine year old self and say to her ‘for goodness sake calm down and stop being so loud!’ Of course the teachers also noticed my impulsive behaviour when I was young (shown in extracts of my reports), but I did enjoy the learning side of school and know this fascination with education led to me setting up Bedford Tutor.

As ADHD goes, I am slightly more hyperactive-impulsive than I am inattentive (quite rare for girls) and this was definitely my biggest challenge in the classroom. I really struggled not to shout out the answers to questions and spent much of my childhood with my hand waving so widely in the air, I was at risk of doing myself an injury. When I was younger, I was frequently criticised for starting my work prematurely and not listening to instructions (although I improved a little as I matured) and I always recall seeing work as a kind of competition. Even though my coping mechanisms for the classroom really helped me come out with decent grades, as all those with ADHD will know, success in some areas doesn’t equate to success in all.

When I was eleven I struggled with an anxiety disorder related to vomiting (and generalised fears) and this disrupted a large part of my education that year. Unfortunately, even though I improved in years seven and eight, the phobia returned again when I moved schools in year nine and was exacerbated by the fact I didn’t really have a group of close friends with whom I could confide. I also developed a perfectionism when I was around ten, and this, although useful to some degree, was incredibly difficult to manage. I remember re-doing work just because I made a small mistake and also recall the emotional turmoil of scoring lower than I’d hoped. Unfortunately though, ADHD makes it hard to check though work and most of my late primary school books make it clear I hated checking even though I strived for perfection! I don’t think my young mind fully understood that if perfectionism had been replaced by a better quality of proof-reading, most of my problems would have disappeared! Additionally, my perfectionism meant I struggled to work in groups and I was very disruptive in class if we were told to work together. I know my reluctance to engage in collaborative work really affected by social life and I had great difficulty understanding how to delegate and work effectively as part of a team.

Let’s interject here with a funny story. When I was thirteen, I got a whole group lost on an orienteering trip in the countryside. We were supposed to get back to school, but I insisted on taking the reins (as per usual) and didn’t listen to instructions properly. We ended up walking in completely the wrong direction and the police were called out. Not surprisingly, I haven’t done orienteering since, but I do still struggle with giving directions – put it this way, I am no human sat nav!

Luckily, most of the teachers enjoyed teaching me, but I know they all found me an enigma. When I was eleven I had an overwhelming emotional response to 1492: Conquest of Paradise, by Vangelis and remember begging mum to buy me the CD; this is still my favourite piece of classical music and seems to do something truly wonderful to my brain. I suppose I’ve always felt different and, until my diagnosis, I never really knew why. I struggled intensely with footwork in netball (I still don’t competently know left from right) and maths lessons became unbearable for me when GCSE algebra was introduced in year nine. As a teenager, I remember feeling as though I was always failing at mathematics because I couldn’t grasp algebra. The numbers (and letters) just felt like they were suddenly speaking a foreign language and my brain tied itself in knots trying to unravel the mysteries contained within those confusing simultaneous equations! I hate to say it, but I spent most of my GCSE maths lessons talking about the latest rock bands!

Additionally, I did, and still struggle with anything involving a large amount of planning. Although I got an A* for my GCSE art sketchbook, I had to do an extensive amount of planning for my final piece and also had to spend hours working on it. As my friends and family will tell you, my creativity comes in unplanned bursts and, on this particular day, I didn’t feel like drawing the picture I had planned. Consequently, my GCSE art grade dropped to a B and I am still angry at myself for being an ineffective planner. Problems with planning have always affected my life and I never enjoyed lessons where we had to plan something before writing it.

In general though, apart from the social issues, anxiety, perfectionism and love of spontaneity, I did largely enjoy school and often wish I could go back to those structured classrooms where my life was timetabled and I could learn something new and exciting every day without having to worry about organising myself. I was usually lucky to get good teachers and I know that, even though I was loud and disruptive at times, I did always have a thirst for learning. Additionally, when I was at my most impulsive, I was placed in the loudest class in the school, so I think my behaviour was largely covered up by those around me!

How I did well at school, even with ADHD:

Timetables: I was given a timetable at the start of the year and followed this. Everything at school was beautifully structured and, so long as I had my homework diary in my bag (mum always ensured it was), I knew what was going on! I never remember having too much of a problem with homework as it stopped me from getting bored at home and mum was always there to ensure it got done on time. I think my mother’s organisation is part of the reason why I did well at school and manage to keep my business running smoothly.

Lesson Structure: Lessons never included more than 20-minutes of a teacher speaking and these periods usually included lots of questions which I was usually desperate to answer even if I didn’t know the correct response. I was, and still am, useless at focusing for long periods of time (unless it is something which instantly grabs me), but lessons were never more than 50-minutes in length and I usually found this bearable (algebra being the exception).

Support: When I had anxiety, I was supported by the whole school and my teachers were also very kind with regards to my social problems. I was usually allowed to work independently, rather than in a group, and also was able to spent time at student support if I ever felt too anxious to carry on in the classroom.

Creativity: Looking back at my school books, the curriculum we followed back then was very creative – the numerous drawings prove that! Even though I struggled with basic punctuation, I always made up for it with my beautifully labelled drawings, thrilling stories and poems.

Hyperfocus: I was, and still am, hyper-focused on education. The embryonic idea of Bedford Tutor came to me at age eleven and I was always determined to do something related to learning. Although I struggle to focus if something doesn’t interest me, my brain is naturally fascinated by most things related to vocabulary, history, geography, science, art or music – I was pretty much covered at school!

Competition: I am vehemently competitive and, when combined with my perfectionism, this definitely helped me through school. Although when I was younger my impulsiveness led to social faux pas and careless punctuation, as I got older and developed ways of coping with my competitiveness, it helped me gain admirable results.

Look, This Is Me: A Poem About ADHD

Look, This Is Me!

My mind’s like a rainbow
Its colours are fizzy
With pools of ideas
The desire to get busy

It never stops hunting
For patterns and signs
The myriad meanings
Of words between lines

It runs on a mix
Of distraction and poise
A hubbub of silence
From cerebral noise

The music’s turned up
To blot out the distraction
And hold onto peace
In its tiniest fraction

The colours keep shining
There’s no end in sight
And dreams are alive
painting life in the night

It ever stops turning
A wheel of commotion
That’s lost in the zaniest
Parts of an ocean

Food gives it fuel
But the different is fire
A novel ambition
Its greatest desire

It hunts for the wonder
And chases the glory
In laughter and rhyme
Or stillness of story

The words don’t fragment
They’re lost in a maze
Of hypnotic focus
And nonchalant daze

Its colours are vibrant
All adrift in a hue
Witnessed by many
But grasped by so few

The wiring’s complex
It needs constant spark
Igniting the way
Through a pathway of dark

The mundane is grey
With a cloud passing by
A stain in the cyan
Of this perfect sky

But beneath all the fizzy
And desire to leap
There’s a small perfect calmness
With a purpose to sleep

Although it is small
And the rest plays its part
It exists in the chaos
A small ordered part

For beneath all the madness
And desire to be free
A human’s inside
Shouting ‘Look, This Is Me!’

A poem to celebrate my unusual, yet magnificent brain!

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