“Where the F* is My Ring?!”

The ADHD Spiral, in Real Time:

My brain immediately goes from
"Hmm, where did I put that?" to
"It’s gone forever."
To "I must’ve thrown it in the trash."
To "Oh my god, did I FLUSH IT?"
To "WHY am I like this?!"
To Googling whether interdimensional wormholes are a real thing that targets jewelry.

This is ADHD.
Where small things are never just small.
They’re catastrophes.
Because your brain doesn’t know how to pause between "problem" and "worst-case scenario." It skips right to devastation.

Enter: My Toddler, the Princess Thief

After I’ve completely unraveled, my husband calmly looks at our 2.5-year-old and goes:

“Kenny, remember when you wanted to be a princess?
Where did you put Mommy’s ring?”

And Kenny, without skipping a beat, toddles over to the dress-up bin, reaches into a plastic glitter purse, and pulls out my wedding ring like it’s no big deal.

Like he didn’t just steal my soul in the form of cubic zirconia.

ADHD & Emotional Hurricanes

The thing about ADHD is that misplacing something doesn’t feel like a minor inconvenience.
It feels like failure.
It feels like guilt, shame, chaos, and doom, all in the span of 4.2 seconds.
Your nervous system doesn’t regulate gradually. It just jumps to DEFCON 1.

This is why having the right people matters.
People who don’t feed the panic.
People who stay grounded and hand you back your wedding ring like, “Here, maybe check the glitter purse next time.”

And Then…

Five minutes later?
I lost my damn phone.

Welcome to my life.