Holy fuck do I feel this. From I was 16-17 or so I started to drink 4-5 beers in the afternoon to wind down (this is normal in my family, so I didn’t think any of it) but as things goes it started to escalate too the point where I got drunk most evenings. ~ 5 years ago I met my now wife and didn’t want to be drunk around her, so I kept it to the weekends and tried to suppress the adhd in the weekdays. I didn’t know at the time that it was adhd just that alcohol made my brain manageable. But as you know, you can’t suppress your brain forever and it didn’t take long for my wife to realise that something was off, so we talked it through and I soon started therapy where I’m still going. I’m not yet on meds as that takes I long fucking time in Denmark but hopefully soon.

I actually like doing laundry as long as I can listen to a podcast while doing it, it’s the perfect amount of stimulation for my brain to not completely wander off.