ADHD HUSTLE CULTURE ALMOST KILLED ME
Everyone loves a girl boss who grinds 24/7. Wake up at 5am. Meditate. Journal. Workout. Build your empire before breakfast. Then do it all again tomorrow.
Fuck that.
I have ADHD. My brain doesn't do "structured morning routines." My brain does "hyperfocus on one thing for 17 hours straight then burn out and sleep for two days."
And for a long time, I thought that was my superpower.
Meth made it even better — or so I thought. Suddenly I could DO everything. Start a project, finish it, start another one. I was productive as fuck. I was FINALLY the girl boss everyone talks about.
Except I wasn't building anything real. I was just spinning. Fast. In circles. Thinking I was going somewhere.
Hustle culture tells you that rest is lazy. That sleep is for people who don't want it bad enough. That if you're not grinding, you're falling behind.
You know what that mentality gave me?
Burnout
Addiction
A body that forgot how to function without chemicals
A brain that didn't know how to rest without feeling guilty
I bought into the lie that my worth was tied to my productivity. That if I wasn't DOING something, I wasn't valuable.
Now I'm in a fifth wheel, sober, trying to unlearn all of it.
Some days I do a lot. Some days I take a nap at 2pm and call it self-care. Some days I sit outside with Glizzy and just... exist. No hustle. No grind. Just breathing.
And I'm learning that rest isn't the opposite of success.
Burning yourself out isn't a flex. It's just... burning.
I still have goals. I'm still building Savage & Sacred. I still want to make money and have nice shit and not struggle forever.
But I'm not killing myself to get there anymore.
The throne can wait until I've rested.
