Thoughts like hot potatoes, tossed before they land— I spent years wondering why I couldn't hold them. Then a name arrived: ADHD. Not a flaw. An answer. Now when my brain races, I remember to breathe, let the potatoes cool, and trust the hands that finally understand what they're catching.
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