Don’t Let Your Ideas Die in You
If this turned your brain noise into actual words, I’m glad you’re here. The spirals are real… but so is your power to catch them and keep moving. I’ll keep showing up. Hope you do too!
If you feel like writing something, just write it.
If a sentence pops into your head, get it down.
If a weird connection sparks, capture it before it runs.
Don’t wait for the “right” time.
Don’t tell yourself you’ll remember it later. You won’t.
Nothing of these is novelty for you, right? But I explain:
We, the ones with ADHD, we’re walking reactors.
Sometimes it feels like we are a nuclear plant of ideas, glowing and dangerous, spilling sparks everywhere (well nuclear plants don’t generate sparks, but just take that with a grain of uranium)
So many ideas that could change something. Change a day. Change a life. Change everything.
But we let them sit there.
Rotting.
You I think you’ll get to them tomorrow. You think you’ll polish them before sharing.
You think youi’ll be less afraid next week.
Then they’re gone.
I’ve lost thousands of them.
Tiny insights that could have become tools. Small sentences that might have become connection.
Moments of raw clarity that might have saved someone, including me.
It isn’t always fear. Sometimes it’s just the drift. The unstructured mess.
You pick up your phone. You get lost in the next notification.
You forget what was about to come alive.
This isn’t a post to give you a method.
I don’t have a neat system to hand you today.
This is a post to remind you: Don’t let your ideas slip between your fingers.
Find a way. Any way.
A notebook. A voice note. A napkin. Your arm.
Because that one small thought you almost threw away might be the one.
The one that changes everything.
The one that finally cracks you open or makes someone feel seen in a way they didn’t think was possible.
We don’t need to keep these inside anymore. We don’t have to be perfect.
We just have to catch them before they vanish.
So next time it comes, write it.
Don’t wait.
Don’t let it die inside you.
💚 If this felt like it crawled out of your brain at 2 a.m., send it to that friend who also has 47 half-finished Notes app entries and no idea where their pen went.
💬 If you’ve been hoarding ideas like a squirrel with snacks, drop a comment. No need to make it pretty. Just prove you didn’t let this one slip into the void (or under the couch cushions).
For me I find that the deluge of ideas can overwhelm me. Which one do I act upon first? As a result, I act upon none of them and nothing gets done.
Writing them down, or finding them on my journey on the Internet helps, but processing it into something shareable can be difficult, especially when initializing the process (it gets easier once I get going).
Hi, my name is Jonas, and I am 43 years old, I have a diagnosis of Asperger syndrome autism, with medication for mental disorders, I live in the community of Tranemo, which is located in the country of Sweden, and I am registered in LSS, (the Act on Special Support for Disabled Persons), it is a voluntary registration, also voluntary with home care, and voluntarily with a financially responsible person, who takes care of my bills and most of my money, I am even voluntarily registered in the psychiatry in the city of Borås, open care and am not forcibly cared for in any way, I get very bad food cooked and that tastes bad at a housing support meeting place, called Gnistan, where the staff cooks the food, it is a service housing meeting place, where Tranemo municipality staff start from and come to our homes with mental problems to help us clean our private apartments, I have refused those bastards to come to my home for quite a long time now, after the wrong treatments both medically and psychologically, and integrity They have committed a crime, I work at a kind of day center with other similar people with disabilities, such as ADHD, Borderline autism and so on, the workplace is called Tranehallen, and we who work there do not get a real salary, because we have no vocational training and most of the participants, support recipients do not have a driver's license, and the damn Tranemo municipality's managers, so-called LSS administrators mix us weak with people who have almost no disability or let them be managed in the wrong way, the supervisors do it, I also do not have my own bank ID and no internet bank account, and another disabled person gets it who has the same financially responsible person, I hate Tranemo municipality in Tranemo in Sweden, and I want your organization to help me out and away from them and this shit, I have been active on social media, now for two and a half years and, among other things, talked about my rights, I do not give a damn if there is slander about this, I have said it like it is, I have received some moral support from actors celebrities, among other Mr.Robot actors, female and male, but please, help me