Sometimes everyday life takes unexpected turns. A phone call from my daughter before her trip to Greece turned into hours in the kitchen, lots of food – and a reminder of how ADHD in everyday life, family and cooking often means that feelings run ahead of logic.
Right now, I’m sitting here with my laptop on my lap and a cup of coffee beside me. Words arrive as the morning slowly wakes. Let me start by saying thank you – thank you for stopping by and reading this. Your presence here means more than you might realize.
When my daughter called
Yesterday, as I was sitting at home, my daughter called. They were leaving for Greece the next day and wondered if they could stop by for dinner before the trip. Of course, I said yes without hesitation. Both she and I are quite spontaneous, so the decision was made: let’s do it.
The cooking begins
When my husband reminded me that we probably needed more food, I went off to the store. As usual, I went all in – I wanted to make sure there would be more than enough.
Back in the kitchen, I started preparing:
Tzatziki in preparation – yogurt, garlic and cucumber in a bowl
On one tray, I placed root vegetables and potatoes, seasoned with thyme, chili and other spices.
Meanwhile, the chicken fillets were marinated in charred chili, garlic, olive oil and salt.
In addition, I made a classic tzatziki and a yogurt-based dip with garlic and chili. I’ve made tzatziki many times before, for example in this post about everyday cooking (in Swedish) – sorry, it’s only available in Swedish right now, but I might translate it later. Meanwhile, a soup was simmering on the stove.
Selective eating and ADHD in everyday life
The soup was mostly for my oldest son. Because he eats quite selectively, whole pieces of meat are out of the question – they have to be in a sauce for him to try. Serving a whole chicken is therefore never an option. However, soup works well, which is why it’s always there as an alternative for him.
Plastic containers in the fridge with soups and meals adapted for selective eating
Over the years, we have often cooked large batches of the few dishes he prefers. Therefore, the fridge is almost always filled with plastic containers: Bolognese, taco mince and chicken stew – his safest flavors. Now he is an adult, soon 29, but the selective eating remains.
Selective eating is not unusual, especially among children and young people with neurodivergence. For some, it continues into adulthood. It may be about texture, smell or the feeling in the mouth. For my son, soup is a safe way – flavors mix but the consistency stays smooth. Understanding that, and adjusting meals accordingly, makes everyday life easier and mealtimes less stressful.
The kitchen was filled with aromas, pots and movement. So much was happening all at once.
ADHD in everyday life – when feelings run ahead of logic
In the middle of it all, the thought struck me: my youngest had recently had a fever and was still sniffling. Could they really come here and risk getting sick just before leaving for Greece?
This was not a decision I could make on my own. I left it to my daughter and her partner – and they decided to stay at home. I don’t know if it was her decision or his, but I was grateful that I realized it in time. I would never want to be the reason they spent their vacation sick.
And that’s where ADHD makes itself known, as it often does. Often, I get an idea, go all in and keep going. Only when everything is nearly finished do I stop and think: wait a minute, how did this actually turn out?
It’s not a lack of care – quite the opposite. It’s just that feelings always come first, logic later. The result is often a kitchen full of food, movement and strong aromas.
Sometimes chaos, sometimes order. But somewhere in between there is also beauty.
Reflection
That dinner never happened – but it still became important. In the kitchen I was reminded of my own impulsivity, and I also felt that I had done the right thing. I managed to stop in time. Maybe that’s what life is – full of tripwires, but with space for care.
Between the Lines
This post isn’t just about food or a dinner that never happened. Between the lines, it tells about love for family, about the wish to give and protect, and about how ADHD shapes everyday life. It also shows that selective eating isn’t something children always grow out of, but something that can follow into adulthood – and that understanding and adapting can create calmer moments for everyone around the table.
At its core, this is a story about care: rushing ahead with heart and feelings first, and only afterwards letting logic catch up.
AHA – Between the Lines
Even when I run on feelings, I can still land in something good. What matters isn’t perfection – but realizing in time.ll land in something good. What matters isn’t perfection – but realizing in time.
”Yesterday has already come to rest in history, tomorrow is waiting further ahead. But right now – this is where life happens.” – Carina Ikonen Nilsson
Oskar was safe at home, but the world outside was hard. At home he had routines and predictability, but in preschool and school he faced demands that clashed with his needs. This is a story about neurodivergence, about guilt – and about how small changes can make a big difference.
This post is part of the Oskar-series – NPF & school, where I share stories about everyday struggles and the school system.
This is the story of Oskar – a child who found safety at home but met struggles outside. Through his journey, I want to show what life with neurodivergence can look like, how tiny details can matter, and how adult support can turn hopelessness into possibilities.
At home, he could be himself
Home was always calm and safe. There, Oskar dared to ask questions: which towel he should use, where he should sit at the table. He was allowed to eat his food in his own way – peas, carrots and sauce – without anyone forcing him to eat meat, cheese or something else.
He wanted his food arranged, each part separate. Carrots on top, sauce on the side, and peas in the middle. Then the plate looked like a green lawn of peas.
At home, everything was allowed. He could go to his room when guests came, and no one nagged. Most importantly, he knew what was expected of him – and that gave him security.
NPF fact: For many children with neurodivergence, predictability creates safety. Small details – like the order of food or which towel is “right” – can be crucial to keep the day from feeling chaotic.
Question for you as a reader: Can you remember something from your own childhood that made you feel safe in the same way?
When everything changed
It was when he started preschool that everything fell apart. Suddenly there was circle time – everyone had to sit still. You couldn’t talk whenever you wanted, and some children pushed him around.
Because Oskar disliked being touched by others, it often ended in fights. Afterwards, he always felt the adults thought it was his fault.
What if it had been different: An adult could have sat next to him and said: – You can sit here, it’s enough if you listen for a little while. If you want to draw while we talk, that’s fine too.
NPF fact: Demands for sitting still, group play and constant social interaction can be overwhelming for children with neurodivergence. When boundaries are crossed – like being touched – emotions can easily take over and situations escalate.
Reader question: How do you think it feels to be in an environment where the rules never fit your needs?
The schoolyard
During recess at school, no one wanted to play with Oskar. That didn’t bother him much, because he didn’t really want to be with the others either. But sometimes they teased him, and then he got angry and roared like a lion.
That only made things worse – because after that, they teased him even more.
Some teachers therefore thought he just needed to pull himself together: – You shouldn’t roar like a lion. That’s why they tease you.
What if it had been different: An adult could have stepped in and said: – I hear that you’re angry. Do you want to take a break outside and then come back?
Or when the children started teasing: – You know, Oskar is great at details. Do you want him to show you how to build the tallest fort?
NPF fact: For many children with neurodivergence, recess is the hardest time. There is little adult support, and it becomes clear that social interaction is not always obvious. Sometimes feelings grow too big, and roaring can feel like the only defense.
Reader question: Have you ever seen a child being teased and wished an adult had stepped in in a better way?
In the classroom
Lessons were difficult. He didn’t understand why he should write the same number over and over again on an entire sheet of paper. At the same time, he couldn’t understand why he had to learn English. He lived in Sweden – why in the world would he need to speak English?
What if it had been different: A teacher could have explained: – We practice writing numbers to help your hand and brain work together. But you can also draw them into patterns – do you want to try?
NPF fact: Children with neurodivergence often need to understand why something matters in order to find motivation. Tasks without clear meaning can quickly feel pointless – and frustration takes over.
“Pull yourself together”
At school, he often heard comments like: – You just need to pull yourself together. Stop that, or you’ll never learn.
Therefore, it always felt like everything was his fault.
But what he really needed to hear was something else: – I see you. I know this is hard. We’ll find a solution together.
NPF fact: Many children with neurodivergence hear these exact words: “Pull yourself together.” But for a child who is already struggling, they are not helpful – only more proof that they are not good enough.
Oskar hated school
In the end, Oskar hated school. But “in the end” came quickly. After just a few weeks in first grade, the feeling grew. After the summer break between first and second grade, it got even worse. Already by the second week of year two, it felt like the misery would never end.
Other children teased, Oskar got angry, and adults corrected him.
Mom grew tired
Life felt unfair. Mom was tired after work – but also tired from all the calls from school. Every time the phone rang and the teacher told what Oskar had done, he felt a wave of guilt.
He began to believe it was his fault that mom was so tired. After all, he was the difficult one.
What if it had been different: When the school called, they could have said: – Oskar had a tough day, but we found a solution together. In fact, he managed to tie his shoes by himself today after we practiced together.
That day, he didn’t just tie his shoes. He also tied a knot of feeling seen.
NPF fact: When a child struggles in school, the whole family is affected. Meetings, phone calls and constant worry become daily life for parents – and the child often feels the guilt long before anyone says it aloud.
Reader question: Have you experienced how a child’s struggle in school affects the whole family?
The journey does not end here
But Oskar’s journey doesn’t end here. School continued to demand more – and the question became how both he and the adults around him could find ways forward. It is in those meetings, between the child’s needs and the school’s world, that the next part of the story begins.
Seeing Oskar is not about changing him – but about changing the conditions around him. Small adjustments, a different choice of words, or a single moment of understanding can mean the difference between hopelessness and hope.
AHA – Between the Lines
Between the lines of Oskar’s story lies a longing: to be enough just as he is. This is something many children carry – and something we adults can meet, if we choose to see it.
FAQ – Oskar, NPF and School
What does NPF mean? NPF stands for neuropsychiatric functional variations, such as ADHD and autism.
Why did Oskar react so strongly to small things? For children with NPF, routines and details are crucial for safety. When something changes, it often feels like the whole world falls apart.
What could the school have done differently? Small adjustments, clear explanations, and adults who see the child can make all the difference.
Is it common for children with NPF to feel guilt? Yes, many children take responsibility when adults are tired or frustrated – even though it is not their fault. But this is not only true for children with NPF. Many children without diagnoses also feel responsible when something goes wrong or when parents argue.
How can you support a child like Oskar? By seeing their strengths, offering alternatives, and creating motivating circumstances. Above all, by showing that the child is enough as they are. But first and foremost, it is about building relationships – and that is important for all children, not only those with NPF.
“Yesterday has already settled into history, tomorrow is waiting further ahead. But right now – this is where life happens.”/ Carina Ikonen Nilsson
ADHD in everyday life is not just a diagnosis – it is a lived experience. It holds strengths, chaos, emotions and intuition, all at once. Here I share my own experiences of living in the in-between – where it sometimes hurts, but where joy and presence also grow.
ADHD in everyday life can sometimes feel like a rollercoaster. One day there is endless energy and ideas flow freely, while the next day it feels heavy to even get started. That is why even the simplest everyday tasks can feel overwhelming.
I have learned that both sides are part of me. On the one hand there is strength in creative thinking and the ability to find new paths. On the other hand it also means struggles with structure and the feeling of not always being enough.
Feeling All the Feelings – All at Once
Feeling emotions all at once is a big part of my life. Emotions live in my body constantly, for better or worse. Sometimes they hurt deeply, while at other times they are wonderfully bright, when joy sparks from the smallest things.
When emotions take space, they often find a way out through creativity.
Sadness can be painful, but when the crying is over, my tears are truly dry. Anxiety, chaos, grief and insecurity mix with intuition – the ability to sense when someone is not telling the truth or means something completely different than they say. All of that lives in my ADHD – both the good and the hard.
Sometimes I curse it, but at the same time I am often grateful. Because when my emotions tell me something, they are usually true. My intuition lives in the moment, and therefore it often turns out to be right. There is something in the air – and I can feel it, long before it is visible.
When Things Don’t Go as Planned
What really throws me off is when things don’t go the way I had imagined. For example, if I go to the accountant I have had for many years and suddenly meet someone else, it can cause real chaos. That is exactly what happened this spring.
The Accountant Who Was Replaced
I had an appointment and sat calmly waiting for him to call my name. But when the time came, a woman came out instead and said my name. In that moment I was thrown back several years. It has taken me a very long time to let go of the anxiety around those visits. Through many years, and with the help of a very good accountant who understood both me and my anxiety, I had learned not to panic.
But this time, when it wasn’t him but his daughter, the anxiety came rushing back in full force – just like before. I cried out loud: “No, what is this, I usually have Christer!” My accountant quickly came out and calmed me down. He explained that he had already told his daughter how my visits usually go and that I find them difficult. She was well prepared – but for me, it didn’t matter. In that moment I was entirely in my ADHD – time and space disappeared, and the reaction came before I could even think.
When Work Changes the Plan
The same thing happened at work. If I had thought that I would be in the unit and the manager suddenly said: “No, you have to be in the meeting,” it hurt in my whole body. Change became so much harder than it might have looked from the outside. All the emotions were triggered and drained so much energy.
(Today I no longer work there, but when I did, this was a big part of my everyday life.)
Small Tools That Make a Difference
Over the years I have found small tricks that actually help. First of all, I make lists – but they are always short and simple. Secondly, I stick to routines, because the same morning ritual every day reduces stress. In addition, I try to create pauses, small gaps between activities. Finally, I use reminders on my phone, instead of carrying everything in my head.
Google Calendar and a cup of coffee – small tools that bring structure to everyday life.
In the past I wrote lists of everything, down to the smallest detail. But I have grown older and learned that I can manage quite well with simpler supports. Today I know that the important tasks must be done first – even if they feel like the most boring in the world. The fun things can wait until afterwards. Except… I’m not really telling the truth here. Blogging always comes first.
Because here on the blog everything is fun – even if SEO, keywords and optimization sometimes feel complicated. But that’s when I have my SEO-expert, the AI, with me. He (or maybe she, or just a machine?) helps me along the way. And even if I have to steer and correct now and then, it is still a great help with those things – for me they are just “back cover text.” The AI has read the book and the back cover, and that is where it comes in handy.
FAQ – Common Questions About ADHD in Everyday Life
What does ADHD in everyday life feel like? For me it is a mix of creativity, impulsivity, joy and frustration. One moment full speed, the next a sudden stop.
What are the strengths of ADHD? Creative thinking, spontaneity, persistence in what truly engages, and a strong emotional presence.
How can you create balance? Small routines, structure and understanding from others make a big difference. Accepting both the strengths and the struggles is essential.
Closing Words
ADHD in everyday life is not something I want to get rid of. It is part of me – both the wild and the still, the strong and the vulnerable. By accepting the whole spectrum I can also find ways to balance it.
Strength in Meeting Young People
It has also given me many advantages in my professional role. When I met young people with similar struggles, I truly understood what was happening on the inside.
I remember once, a long time ago, when I was new at a workplace. Some colleagues discussed a girl and said: “We have told her over and over, but she still does it.”
I joined the conversation and asked: “What do you think that is about?”
They answered that they didn’t know – that she was ignoring them.
I said: “She actually doesn’t understand what you mean, and she doesn’t know what else to do instead.”
The colleagues replied: “But we have told her not to do it.”
I repeated: “Yes, you’ve told her what not to do, but she doesn’t understand why – and she doesn’t know what she should do when her body tells her to move.”
That conversation didn’t change anything at the time. I was new, and my words probably didn’t carry much weight. But to me it was clear. It is in those exact situations that my ADHD becomes a strength – because I can see, feel and understand in a way that isn’t always visible from the outside.
When Words Find Their Own Way
And honestly, today I was supposed to write about something completely different – about being a grandmother. But these words found their way instead. They wanted to be written, and sometimes that’s how it is – the moment itself decides what needs space.
Maybe you recognize yourself? Or maybe you live close to someone with ADHD? Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments – it makes a difference when we share our stories.
Reflection
Between the lines of this text live both strength and fragility. I am not writing about perfect solutions, but about everyday reality – where failures and successes walk side by side.
On Saturday we went to a lovely birthday party at our neighbor’s place – she’s the one who creates those beautiful YouTube clips for small children, educational and playful. As always, there was joy, laughter, and a warm atmosphere.
Gothenburg visit to our youngest son
Yesterday we headed to Gothenburg to visit our youngest son, who moved there last autumn. He and his girlfriend had just returned from Greece, sun-kissed and full of stories. We had coffee, checked out their now fully furnished apartment, and admired the cozy sofa he had built on their balcony. Honestly, I could imagine living out there myself! They had also reupholstered the headboard of their bed with a beautiful fabric – so creative and personal.
The plan was to have dinner at their place, but since we were quite a few, we decided to go out instead. Pizzas were ordered, and I chose a kebab salad – which, I must say, had very little salad in it. And when you choose a salad, you actually expect it to be filled with salad and the fresh things that belong there.
Blogging work and the Oskar series
This weekend was a reminder of how valuable both small and big moments can be. A birthday party or a balcony conversation in Gothenburg can bring just as much energy as a long trip. It’s the ordinary everyday memories that shape our lives.
Right now, I’m also working here on the blog, especially with the Oskar series, where I write about children, neurodivergence, and school life. This week we’ve been focusing on the post Motivating circumstances and invisible support. At the same time, I’m optimizing the blog to make it easier for both me and you as readers to find your way through all the posts.
A lot is happening – in everyday life and here on the blog.
Live today, right now. Yesterday is history, and tomorrow lies out there in the distance. Right now is what we can influence. – Carina Ikonen Nilsson
Reflection
This weekend reminded me that strength is often found in the simple things – in the laughter of a child’s party, in a chat on a balcony, in the ordinary meals we share. Life doesn’t have to be grand to be deeply meaningful.
Your Voice: Between the Lines
Between the lines, this post carries a sense of gratitude. To be present – in both small and big ways – is a gift I do not take for granted.
New glasses again. Hello and welcome to all of you who read my posts here on Malix.se. Today I’m sharing a post about something as ordinary as glasses. You might wonder: can you really write a whole post about glasses? Oh yes – at least I can.
Here I am again, sitting on the sofa. Yesterday was a slow day – no surprise, since we came home late after a magical evening with Thåström in Karlstad. The concert was larger than life, and the tiredness the day after almost felt like part of the memory. If you want to read more about that night, you’ll find it here: Thåström concert Karlstad – a magical night in the spirit of music.
Still, despite the tiredness, we managed to get a few things done. One of them was picking up my new glasses at Synsam. I have a subscription where I rent glasses for a monthly fee, and when my husband was there last time it suddenly became very favorable for me to add a fourth pair. Yesterday was the day I picked them up.
As happy as can be
I was really happy! The glasses feel light, sit perfectly, and they’re stylish too. While I tried them on, I joked with the assistant: “Now I have so many glasses I feel like Elton John.” She smiled and replied: “It’s wonderful to feel that way.” And yes, it really is. Even though I only have four pairs, it’s such a joy to be able to switch depending on mood and situation.
Synsam subscription – smart for me
Synsam has a concept I really like. You rent your glasses and can update them year after year. I pay monthly for one pair of sunglasses, one pair of regular glasses, and one pair of reading glasses – that’s the foundation. A few weeks ago, they had a special offer, and that’s when I decided to get a fourth pair.
An everyday moment from the sofa where my new glasses rest on the laptop, with the blog post open on the screen.
These new ones sit so comfortably that I barely notice I’m wearing them. And while it’s fun that they look good, the most important thing is of course how I see with them. The world is suddenly clearer – what used to be blurry is now sharp and full of detail. If you sign up for a Synsam subscription through my referral, you actually get two months for free. I get one month as a thank you, but you benefit even more. Worth knowing if you’re considering new glasses yourself.
The Oskar series – next chapter
Today I’ll continue working on the next post in my little Oskar series. Tomorrow I’ll publish part two, and there will also be a part three and four. This subject is close to my heart, so I want to take my time and include as much as possible in each post.
The text itself was written many years ago, but the thoughts are still alive and relevant. The series gives me a way to gather them once again. If you haven’t read the first part yet, you’ll find it here: The Oskar series – meeting children with neurodivergence in school.
Between the lines
What does this post say about me? Maybe that I like glasses and that I enjoy variation. Maybe also that I tend to write long posts, so long that I sometimes have to turn them into a series. But perhaps it also says something about care – I want you as a reader to actually have the energy to follow along.
Reflection
Sometimes it’s clarity that makes all the difference. The right glasses can change everything – suddenly details that were blurry come into focus. Life works the same way. When we pause and adjust our view, we can notice things we’d otherwise miss: small joys, a new tone in a conversation, or a feeling waiting to be seen.
What becomes clearer for you if you look with fresh eyes today?
Afterword
Thank you for joining me in today’s post, even though it was about something as ordinary as glasses. Everyday life often contains more than meets the eye.
“Yesterday has already settled into history, tomorrow is waiting further ahead. But right now – this is where life happens.” -Carina Ikonen Nilsson
Sometimes a motorhome weekend in Sweden begins long before the engine starts. That’s the case this time – with freshly washed curtains, a living room that suddenly feels more harmonious, and a weekend waiting to be filled with both stillness and small adventures.
Even though we haven’t left the driveway yet, the motorhome weekend in Sweden really began yesterday. Not with driving away, but with those small preparations that set the tone. I put a few things into the motorhome – nothing big, but still the bits that needed to be in place.
Then I decided to buy curtains. Fresh, new curtains. And not only that – I also decided to wash them before they had even been hung. My poor husband had to help, even though he was tired after work. But now they’re up in the living room, and the whole space feels different.
New curtains – hung straight from the washing machine. Damp curtains dry neatly and let in just the right amount of light.
Grandma’s table now stands neatly with a cloth in the same fabric. No piles, no sketchpads – just a bare, beautiful table. It’s a rare feeling, as that table is usually both a dumping ground and an art desk. But today I decided: if I want to draw, I’ll go down to the basement and bring up my art supplies. This way, we won’t have corners of the house turning into workspaces whenever the mood strikes.
Clean table before the motorhome weekendGrandma’s table – for once without piles or sketchpads. Ready for a weekend with more calm than clutter.This is how the table usually looks – full of everyday life and ongoing projects.
New Curtains, New Calm
We even got new curtains in the bedroom. Freshly washed and still damp when I hung them – my trick to avoid ironing. They dry straight and smooth in place, and the room suddenly feels both lighter and fresher.
However, this post isn’t really about curtains – it’s about the fact that we’re heading off today.
Back to Hanatorp
We simply couldn’t get enough of Hanatorp, so we’re taking another trip there. My husband’s brother is there, and they wanted to spend some time together. I don’t know what “cousin vitamin” has planned for the weekend, but if they’re there, they’ll definitely get a hello.
Since this is the last weekend before school starts, it feels extra special to get away. After this, it’ll just be Fridays or Saturdays, depending on how tired everyone is.
The Weekend Plan
This weekend, I intend to enjoy myself. Relax. Blog. And, of course, keep developing the Oskar Series. Perhaps I’ll add a few lines here and there, somewhere between my coffee cup and the evening sunset.
Where do you find your stillness? By the sea, at a campsite, on the sofa with a cup of tea – or perhaps when you give yourself permission to simply be? Share in the comments; I’d love to hear from you.
Reflection
It’s strange how small things can change the feeling of an entire home. A pair of new curtains, a clear table – and suddenly it feels like I’ve made more space, not just in the room but in my mind as well. This weekend, I want to take that feeling with me on the road. To let it remind me that sometimes it only takes small changes to set life in a new direction.
Between the Lines – My Voice
This isn’t really about curtains, Hanatorp, or even the motorhome. It’s about creating space for what matters. About choosing less clutter so I can enjoy the present more. And about giving myself time – both at home and while traveling – to simply breathe.
”Yesterday has already settled into history, tomorrow waits further ahead. But right now – this is where life happens.” – Carina Ikonen Nilsson
Foreword This post is about coming home, about unpacking the motorhome after another weekend on the road. It is also about the small moments that linger and stay in your heart. Finally, it is a post about ADHD – about jumpy thoughts that want too much all at once, and about the encounters that leave deep marks in the heart.
Back on the Couch – Motorhome Ready for Autumn
I’m sitting here on the couch, writing. Yesterday, we unpacked the motorhome. The fridge is now empty, ready to be restocked for the next weekend trip. The laundry is done, and only the bedding from the motorhome remains. Once that is washed, our LVL² will officially be ready for autumn.
From now on, our trips will be shorter. Instead of long journeys, it will be small weekend escapes – just enough to capture the last breath of freedom that only motorhome life can give.
Our little one has truly become a camper. I already knew that, but yesterday gave me the final proof – the dot over the “i.” While unpacking, he said: ”The clothes can stay – we’re going out again soon.”
On the way home, we stopped at Överby. First, we bought gas for the Thermacell – that little device I love on mosquito-filled evenings. Then, something else caught our attention. He found a microphone he wanted for his computer. He said he would save up for it himself. However, we decided to surprise him and bought it.
Usually, he waits in the motorhome when we go shopping. But yesterday was different – he came along. And he learned that sometimes, stepping into the store actually pays off.
The Blog – A Timeline of My Life After Learning I Have ADHD
When I was on ADHD medication, I felt my thoughts line up for the very first time. It was as if they became little train wagons, following each other in perfect order. Now, without medication, my mind is more like a ball of yarn – loose threads bouncing in every direction.
I had to stop taking the medication. At first, it helped me. However, after a while, my body began to protest – tight muscles, aching jaws, poor sleep, and creeping anxiety.
Today, I live with my jumpy thoughts again. Sometimes they irritate me – but other times, they make life rich. And sometimes, they turn into blog posts like this one.
Fact Box: ADHD in Everyday Life
ADHD stands for Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder.
Core symptoms include attention difficulties, impulsivity, and sometimes hyperactivity.
Thoughts often “jump” because of executive function challenges, where the brain struggles to sort what’s most important right now.
While medication can help create mental structure, side effects are common, and many people develop their own strategies instead.
Most importantly, understanding, routines, and a supportive environment can make the biggest difference – especially in school.
A Meeting That Stayed with Me
In my work, I have met many children who couldn’t fit into the school system. Children who had already lost faith in themselves, who carried the feeling of being “wrong.”
I remember one meeting especially clearly. I described the feeling of worthlessness, of constantly having to hide your quirks. The young person began to cry.
”How do you know all this?” they asked. ”I’ve been there before. You’re not alone,” I replied.
Later, I went to our psychologist, because I was worried that my words might have done harm. Instead, he said something that has stayed with me ever since: ”Would you have wanted to meet someone like you when you were a child?” Yes, I said. ”Then you are that person now. Give what you once needed, and you do it so well. You see the kids and say the things they don’t even dare whisper. You let them see themselves as they are – and make them feel good enough as they are.”
Those words stayed. They made me better at my work. And they made me softer as a human being.
Reflection
Oh, how jumpy this post became. But that’s how my brain works – the threads crisscross, and in the end, they land somewhere that truly matters.
Today’s AHA: The psychologist’s words are still with me. I get to be the person I once needed.
Now I’m curious about you…
Have you ever met someone who truly left a mark on you? Which words stayed in your heart?
AHA – Between the Lines
Between the lines, I reveal a person who seeks both stillness and movement. I find joy in the small moments of everyday life – an unpacked motorhome, a little boy’s words, a new microphone. Yet I also carry a deep understanding of life’s fragility, of what it feels like to be small and not quite fit in.
I have learned to live with jumpy thoughts and with a story that has made me both stronger and softer. And I remind you that human encounters – a single moment of true understanding – can change a life. Perhaps I am now the person giving to others what I once longed for myself.
Afterword Thank you for following me through today’s stream of words.
Yesterday is already resting in history. Tomorrow waits somewhere ahead. But right now – this is where life happens, in what you feel, breathe, and experience. – Carina Ikonen Nilsson
The day started well before five, with a cup of coffee and some bread baking. Since I had prepared the dry ingredients the night before, it only took five minutes to get the dough ready. Baking bread is something I truly enjoy – the little extra effort is always worth it. That smell of freshly baked bread filling the kitchen sets the tone for the entire day.
There was no morning swim today, since we had to leave early. If I had thought ahead, we might have traveled the day before and stayed at a hotel, which would have made the morning easier. But that thought only came to me as I was heading to bed. Well, sometimes you just have to take things as they come.
Along the Road to Stenungsund
In the early hours, after many miles on the road, we finally stopped for a much-needed coffee break in Stenungsund. That cup was essential for keeping my energy up, and with a sandwich in hand, things felt a little lighter. Although, to be fair, the sandwich wasn’t for me but for our little one.
After that, the trip went smoothly, and we arrived on time at our destination. Right now, I’m sitting in a spacious lobby filled with small sofas and lounge chairs – the perfect environment for writing and reflecting. My body is still a bit sore after yesterday’s massage, with small bruises here and there, but that usually fades after a day or two.
Living with Dyslexia and ADHD
Now, I want to share something close to my heart – living with dyslexia and ADHD in everyday life.
You know, that difficulty with reading and writing. Sometimes, I notice that there’s a sense of shame tied to dyslexia. I don’t usually talk about it openly, and I think many others do the same. Reading aloud is something I tend to avoid, but writing – that I still do, in my own way.
I often replace words with others, simply because I don’t know how to spell them. In a way, that has expanded my vocabulary, since I’m always searching for words that are easier to spell but still say exactly what I mean. The computer and its tools have been a lifesaver for me – especially AI programs that help me keep the red thread in my writing. ADHD makes my thoughts jump between topics, and here AI has been a great support.
Dyslexia in Daily Life and Work
For me, dyslexia is a disability – or, if you prefer, a functional impairment. It affects so many situations, like when I’m expected to read aloud or take notes in meetings. That’s when it feels like a real obstacle.
But in some contexts, it can also be a resource. With children who haven’t learned to read yet, I can adapt stories and tailor them to their level. Storytel has also opened a whole new world for me. Listening to books instead of reading them allows me to enjoy literature in a way that works for me – I’ve finally discovered authors and works without feeling left out.
Instructions, however, remain a challenge. Shorter, spoken directions would probably work better – but my high pace often makes me skim past details.
Closing Words: Understanding and Support
Dyslexia isn’t always visible to others, but for those of us living with it, support from the people around us is invaluable. Understanding the challenges and using the tools that exist can make a huge difference in how we manage daily life.
So, as I write these words, I hope more people gain insight into what dyslexia means – and that it’s something you can live with and even find strength in.
Now, the tiredness is starting to catch up with me, and I feel the need to go outside for some fresh air. Thank you for reading – and have a wonderful day!
Between the Lines – My Voice
This post says something deeper: about the courage to show vulnerability. About how shame often hides behind silence – but also how strength can grow when you dare to share.
Reflection
Living with dyslexia and ADHD is not only about struggle. It’s also about finding new ways. Perhaps our challenges hold the seeds of our unexpected strengths.
Afterword
Question for you as a reader: Do you have personal experience with dyslexia or ADHD – and what strategies have helped you manage daily life?
A morning on the move, bread baking, dyslexia and ADHD. Different pieces of daily life – yet together they form a whole.
A day by the water – sunglasses and summer vibes
Yesterday has already settled into history, tomorrow is still waiting. But right now – this is where life happens.
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