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Featuring the Lebanese border as the backdrop

While this isn’t my first blog, this will be my first steps into neurodivergent blogging. My last blog was from when I first moved to Israel ten years ago when I was part of the immigrant blog phenomenon. I wrote about my experiences here and various topics related to the conflict. Ultimately as I assimilated more, that blog started to feel corny and I decided to leave that type of blogging to the newbies who came after me.

In the last ten years, I’ve done a lot of things. I went to grad school, worked at a variety of start-ups, nannied a few kids, and ran my own childcare business for a few years. I’ve been a bit all over the place, something that’s taken on a different understanding since my ADHD was only diagnosed four years ago.

Perpetually dopamine-seeking, I’ve always tried to find ways to pursue multiple interests at once. I balanced school with competitive volleyball for over a decade, and once I finished school I subbed in multiple jobs at once, unable to decide on one interest to commit to pursuing.

All Over the Place

Office jobs made me miserable. The terrible lighting was always making me anxious as were the random loud noises that come with having coworkers who don’t understand you have sensory issues. Not to mention the bosses who would find passive-aggressive ways to punish me if I pointed out something they were doing was illogical and had a better solution (autistic bluntness for the not-so-win!)

This meant I had multiple jobs I left before the year mark because I would hit a point where I felt physically repelled and was expending a significant amount of energy just arguing with myself trying to make myself go somewhere I hated being.

If you’re also neurodivergent, you probably know where this is going: burnout.

By the time burnout hit me, I was running a small childcare business out of my own home. In my situation, I think COVID lockdowns bought me some time because they provided me immense amounts of downtime to reload and freedom to do old interests that had been forgotten about like embroidery, puzzles, and binge-reading books. But once those lockdowns stopped, I felt like I was drowning.

At the time I was still in the middle of contracts and had the better half of a year to trudge through. I’m lucky to have a supportive partner who works to understand my neurodivergencies and was able to help me keep my head above water but we both knew I needed a change.

Making Life Transitions

And that’s about where we are now. Where I’m building up my freelance work but also struggling to prove my qualifications because my previous job experience seems so scattered. If only there was a section on CVs for “sorry my experience is all over the place, my ADHD was untreated but it’s better now!”

Follow my journey into neurodivergent blogging as I navigate these complexities and try to de-mystify all the steps that seem to come so easily to neurotypical people. Whether you’re here to laugh with me, rant with me, or cry with me, I’m just glad you’re here with me.

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