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I nearly left my husband last year because I thought I'd fallen out of love with him. I hadn't. And discovering what was ACTUALLY going on in my head at 39 has made me question half the decisions I've made in my adult life. This is going to sound completely ridiculous at first, but bear with me. I've been married for 12 years. Good man. Good dad. Still fancy him. We laugh. Nothing terrible had happened. But I had this horrible feeling that something was missing. Everything felt... boring. Same house. Same routine. Same job. Same conversations about what we're having for tea and who's taking which child where. And meanwhile my brain was constantly looking for the NEXT THING. I started fantasising about changing everything. New job. New city. Travelling. Starting a business. Getting ridiculously fit. Moving abroad. At one point I spent an entire weekend researching houses in Portugal despite the fact that neither my husband nor I had expressed any previous desire to live in Portugal. By Sunday evening I'd found schools for the children. I wish I was joking. 😂 And when none of those things happened, I'd feel restless again. So eventually I started wondering whether the problem was my marriage. Maybe THIS was why I felt unsettled. Maybe I'd outgrown him. Maybe I'd become one of those women who wakes up at 40 and realises she's been living the wrong life. I didn't tell him that. Thank God. Because a few months later I discovered something that made the whole thing look completely different. ADHD. Now before you think: "Oh for God's sake, everyone thinks they have ADHD now..." That was pretty much my reaction too. Because I didn't think I had ADHD. I can concentrate. I have a good career. I raised two children without accidentally leaving either of them in Tesco. I'm not particularly hyperactive. And I've managed nearly four decades without anyone suggesting there was anything "wrong" with me. Then I started reading about what ADHD can actually look like in adult women. And I had one of those slightly uncomfortable moments where you start off curious... and end up feeling like somebody has been secretly documenting your life. 😂 Because my issue wasn't that I couldn't concentrate. My issue was that sometimes I couldn't control what got my concentration. Give me something I'm fascinated by? I'll forget lunch exists. I'll research it for eight hours. I'll become disturbingly knowledgeable about it within 48 hours. Give me a boring form that will take seven minutes? I'll carry that thing around in my handbag for six weeks like it's a Victorian family heirloom. 😂 And suddenly I started noticing EVERYTHING. I have bought countless notebooks because apparently my life will become organised if I find the correct notebook. I make lists and then lose the lists. I open emails, answer them in my head and forget that the other person can't actually hear my thoughts. I interrupt people because I've already worked out where their sentence is going. I have three drinks next to me most of the time. Coffee. Water. Something fizzy. Why? No idea. Apparently one beverage cannot meet the emotional demands of the occasion. 😂 I can become obsessed with something on Tuesday and by Saturday genuinely struggle to remember why I cared about it. And when life becomes repetitive, my brain starts desperately looking for something interesting. Something new. Something exciting. And THAT was the bit that stopped me in my tracks. Because I started wondering whether I'd confused needing stimulation with needing a completely different life. That was quite an uncomfortable thought. I started talking about it in the Clear Minds community because I'd already been using their sleep sessions on and off. I expected maybe two people to relate. The replies were ridiculous. Women in their 30s. 40s. 50s. Even 60s. Some diagnosed. Some diagnosed very late. Some waiting for assessments. Some who didn't particularly want a diagnosis but had started recognising these patterns in themselves. One woman said: "I don't actually want a new life. My brain just keeps trying to redecorate the one I've got." I screenshotted that. Because YES. That's exactly what it felt like. I love my life. I just wasn't always very good at being still enough to actually enjoy it. Someone suggested I try the ADHD-focused hypnotherapy sessions inside Clear Minds. I nearly didn't. Firstly, hypnotherapy sounded a bit woo-woo to me. Secondly, I didn't want to "calm my brain down". My brain is one of the things I actually LIKE about myself. I'm creative. I'm quick. I'm ambitious. I get excited about things. I didn't want to become some serene woman who owns beige cushions and spends Sunday mornings arranging flowers. No offence if that's you. It just isn't me. 😂 But because I'd already used their Melt to Sleep session and knew how relaxed that could make me feel, I thought I'd give the ADHD sessions a go. The first thing I noticed wasn't that my thoughts disappeared. They didn't. It was that they stopped feeling quite so LOUD. That's difficult to explain unless your brain does this. I still had ideas. But every idea didn't immediately require a business plan. I could think: "That looks interesting." Without my brain immediately replying: "EXCELLENT. WE BEGIN OUR NEW LIFE ON MONDAY." 😂 I started using sessions around focus, procrastination, calming an overactive mind and feeling more in control of my attention. And slowly I started noticing little things. I could sit with my husband watching something without simultaneously scrolling through my phone, Googling something completely unrelated and deciding we needed a new kitchen. I started finishing little jobs. I felt less overwhelmed when several things needed doing. And strangely... I started enjoying ordinary life more. That was the part I hadn't expected. I didn't need my life to become more exciting. I needed my brain to stop demanding excitement every five minutes. My husband eventually noticed too. A few weeks ago we were sitting outside having a coffee and he said: "You seem really content lately." And that actually made me a bit emotional. Because I was. Nothing around me had dramatically changed. I had. Or perhaps more accurately... I finally felt like I had a bit more control over where my own mind went. I'm not formally diagnosed with ADHD and I'm not saying hypnotherapy diagnoses, cures or replaces ADHD treatment. If I ever feel I need an assessment or medical support, I'll pursue it. This is simply what's helped me. But if you're reading this as a woman who's spent years wondering why you're incredibly capable yet somehow struggle with ridiculously basic things... Or why you're always searching for the next project, purchase, obsession, plan or fresh start... Or why your life can be perfectly fine and yet your brain still whispers: "Surely we should be doing something else?" I really think it's worth exploring. And one of my favourite things about Clear Minds is that they don't ask you to just believe some random woman on Facebook telling you hypnotherapy helped her. You can try it for free. That's what I'd do. Don't overthink whether hypnotherapy sounds like "you". Don't worry about whether you'll be good at it. You don't need to empty your mind. You don't need to know how to meditate. You don't need to be officially diagnosed with anything to use relaxation and mindset sessions. Just put your headphones on, choose a session and listen. You literally have nothing to lose by trying it and potentially a huge amount to gain if it gives you even a little of the calm it's given me. And definitely join the community. Because finding hundreds of other women saying "WAIT, YOU DO THAT TOO?!" has probably saved me several years of wondering whether I'm just slightly bonkers. 😂 Oh... And my husband is safe. For now. Portugal is also off. Although I did see a lovely farmhouse in Tuscany yesterday, so we're not completely out of the woods yet. 😂 If you want to try these hypnotherapy sessions, get access to the community and so much more, start your 7 Day Free Trial by clicking the link below. https://clearminds.com/products/adhdapp