09/10/2026
Yesterday I talked about ADHD and perimenopause, and the response was fascinating.
So it got me thinking about another question.
What happens to your attention when your environment changes?
I see this in myself all the time.
Put me behind a desk, staring at a computer doing work that doesn’t particularly inspire me, and I can look like Mr. ADHD.
I bounce around. Get distracted. Want to do something else.
I’ve learned to work in focused 20-minute blocks. Get the work done. Get away from the damn computer.
But put me outside.
Let me walk. Hike. Explore an idea I’m genuinely interested in.
And something changes.
My attention changes.
My creativity changes.
My energy changes.
I can think for hours.
I’m not suggesting ADHD isn’t real. And I’m certainly not saying someone with ADHD simply needs to “find their passion.”
I’m asking whether there’s another question worth exploring alongside the diagnosis:
Where does your attention actually work?
What are you doing when you become deeply engaged?
What environments bring you alive?
Where does your creativity show up?
And where does everything suddenly feel like work?
Maybe the goal isn’t always figuring out how to force ourselves to focus harder in an environment that constantly fights our attention.
Maybe sometimes we need to change the environment.
Change how we work.
Move our bodies.
Create smaller blocks.
Find more meaning in what we’re doing.
Or make some changes in a life that simply isn’t inspiring us anymore.
ADHD may absolutely be part of the story.
But maybe we should also ask whether the life we’re asking ourselves to pay attention to is actually inspiring us.
Because sometimes the answer isn’t wrong.
The question just isn’t big enough.