I’ve got ADHD, which means my brain’s basically a circus—no ringmaster, just clowns juggling deadlines. But I found my escape hatch: stand-up comedy. If I can turn my chaos into a punchline, it loses its grip on me. I’ve forgotten my meds, lost my phone while using it, and turned a to-do list into a nap. But the second I get a laugh? That’s control. That’s clarity. Comedy doesn’t cure ADHD—but it sure makes it easier to survive. One joke at a time, I’m turning my mess into a mic drop.
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