My ADHD brain loves the rush of creative flow. The ideas, the energy, the possibilities. The dopamine. But what happens when the fire burns so hot that there's nothing left? A reflection on creativity, exhaustion, and learning to tend the flame without extinguishing the parts of ourselves we love. Part One.

Thoughts on the everyday ways we show up for each other, the complicated feelings that can come with letting people help, and a reminder I continue to need myself.