If you have a high-performing brain, and especially if that brain is wired with ADHD, your internal engine doesn't just idle. It’s a muscle car always ready to bolt. You’ve spent the last twelve hours white-knuckling your way through focus, over-delivering to quiet that nagging "imposter" voice, and managing a thousand tiny details.
Then comes the glass of wine. Or the scotch. In that moment, it’s not about "getting drunk." It’s about relief. It’s the only thing that seems
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