Part 2: Executive Dysfunction, Sensory Overload & the Domestic Dumpster Fire

Still Sweating. Still Swearing. Still Showing Up.

Let’s not pretend Part 1 was the whole picture. It was the polite brunch version. The glossy “trying to keep it together” post. But the real story? It’s chaos—but it’s ours. Welcome to Part 2 of being a neurodivergent woman navigating ADHD and hormones in the workplace, at home, and everywhere in between.

🧠 Executive Dysfunction: Why Can’t I Just… Start?

You stare at your to-do list like it’s written in ancient Sanskrit. You know the task. You know it matters. You’ve even had imaginary conversations about it in the shower. But actually doing it?

Nope. Your brain is buffering. Again.

Executive dysfunction isn’t laziness—it’s neurological gridlock. The launch sequence never initiates. It’s like the part of your brain responsible for “go” was unplugged for maintenance, but forgot to leave a note.

The fix? Sometimes it’s breaking the task into crumbs (“Open laptop.” “Breathe.” “Type one word.”). Sometimes it’s texting a friend and saying, “Just tell me to do it.” Sometimes it’s rage-cleaning your kitchen until dopamine arrives like a tardy Uber driver.

📆 Time Blindness: Oops I Did It Again

You look up and it’s 4pm. You missed lunch, your meeting, and the window to respond to that one email before it became awkward.

ADHD messes with your internal clock. Hours feel like minutes. Tasks either take forever or five seconds. The concept of “future you” feels like a myth—like she’s some responsible woman with a calendar and matching socks.

We salute her. But we don’t know her.

🧺 Domestic Dissonance: When You’re a CEO With 6 Laundry Piles

Yes, you just delivered a killer board deck.
Yes, you forgot your kid’s lunch.
Yes, you’re running a business and using your air fryer as a nightstand.

ADHD doesn’t discriminate between “professional mode” and “home mode.” The chaos is portable. You can be brilliant and burnt out. Visionary and behind on dishes. They can coexist. They do coexist. Welcome to the club.

🔊 Sensory Overload: Why That One Slack Notification Made You Cry

The hum of fluorescent lights. A kid chewing nearby. Your phone lighting up. The waistband of your leggings twisting just so.

Sensory overload is like being inside a pinball machine. And when your hormones are fluctuating and your brain is already busy trying to remember that thing you swore you wouldn’t forget? One extra input can tip the whole scale.

Cue the meltdown. Or the shutdown. Or both.

🚨 Microburnout: Death by a Thousand Pings

You’re not just tired. You’re fried.

You’ve been “holding it together” for weeks, but suddenly your threshold is dust. ADHD brains are prone to burnout fast—especially when juggling hormone-driven emotional spikes, masking, and trying to keep up with neurotypical standards of productivity.

Burnout doesn’t always look like collapse. Sometimes it’s: