“Everyone said I was just disorganised — but I knew it was more than that.”

I used to think I was just bad at being an adult. No matter how hard I tried, I always felt like I was a few steps behind everyone else. My inbox was a mess, I’d forget appointments, I’d panic before every deadline — not because I didn’t care, but because I’d lost track of time again.

People around me didn’t see it as a big deal. “You’ve always been a bit scatterbrained,” they’d say, like it was just a personality quirk. I laughed it off, but deep down, I felt like I was constantly letting people down — including myself.

I wasn’t lazy. I was tired. Tired of overthinking every little mistake. Tired of staying up until 2am trying to finish things that should’ve taken an hour. Tired of people assuming I was flaky or careless when I was doing my best just to keep up.

I didn’t know what was wrong. I just knew something wasn’t working.

It wasn’t until I overheard a podcast episode on ADHD in adults that things started to shift. The guest — a woman in her 30s — described her life almost word for word like mine. Losing keys, getting distracted mid-task, forgetting names, zoning out during conversations but still feeling mentally full all the time.

That night I Googled, “Could I have ADHD as an adult?” I didn’t expect much — maybe a checklist, maybe more confusion. But I ended up on ADHDTest.co.uk. There was a free quiz. I figured, why not?

From the very first question, I felt like I was being seen. It didn’t just ask about being hyper or bouncing off walls — it asked about the stuff I actually struggled with. Losing focus. Time blindness. Emotional sensitivity. All the little things that made life feel harder, but that I’d never been able to explain properly to anyone else.

When the results suggested I might have ADHD, I just sat there, staring at the screen. I didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. I finally had a direction — a possible reason.

I clicked through and booked the online assessment. That in itself felt like a huge deal — something I probably would’ve avoided if it meant calling someone or navigating a clinic. But the booking process was quick, clear, and done entirely online, which made it feel doable.

When the assessment day came, I was nervous. What if I was overreacting? What if I was just looking for an excuse?

But the moment the specialist started asking questions, I knew I was in the right place. They didn’t make me feel rushed or judged. They listened. Really listened. And for the first time, I felt like I could explain myself without being brushed off.

By the end of the session, I had a diagnosis: ADHD, combined type.

It was a strange mix of emotions — relief, grief, and something close to hope. I finally understood why life had felt the way it did. All those years of self-blame suddenly had context. It wasn’t that I was broken. I just had a different kind of brain — and now, I had a way forward.

Since then, I’ve started treatment. I’ve got strategies that actually help me stay on track. I’ve learnt how to manage my time my way. I’m still me — but I’m no longer drowning.

Looking back, I wish I’d found ADHDTest.co.uk sooner. It was the first step in a journey that’s changed how I see myself. It gave me clarity, connection, and support when I didn’t even know where to begin.

If you’re wondering if what you’re feeling is more than just “being disorganised” — trust your gut. Take the quiz. Ask the question. You might be surprised at what you find, and how much lighter things can feel when you finally have an answer.