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› How ADHD Affects the Way I Communicate and Hold Conversations
Having conversations with ADHD can feel chaotic, fast, and unpredictable. My brain can jump between topics within seconds—unless the conversation goes deep, where hyperfocus often takes over instead.
Honestly, anything — except politics, racism, war, etc.
It actually depends on how the conversation flows between me and the other person. If it were only about me talking about something, I probably wouldn’t be able to decide what to talk about once my ADHD brain kicks in, because I can go from one subject to another within 0.2 seconds.
So me keeping track of a conversation I started would be almost impossible — unless it’s a deep conversation. Then my ADHD behaves.
But random talks? Oh wow.
I can go from SparkleFart the unicorn to FartStripes to completely made-up things.
Haha, I’ll explain SparkleFart and FartStripes.
I used to play a game called Whiteout Survival, and there was a pack you could buy that included a unicorn used when marching to attack.
She sparkled when she marched, so that’s where “Sparkle” came from — but it also looked like she was farting sparkles, so that’s how I came up with SparkleFart.
FartStripe was the name I gave a yucca palm. Don’t ask me why. I honestly have no idea.
FartStripe is FartRanden in Swedish, so FartRanden translates to FartStripe.
That’s the story behind those two names.
So yeah, having a conversation with me would never be boring for you. -
› What I Wish I Knew During My Darkest Depression

Have you ever had the thought, “If I could go back in time, what would I tell my younger self?”
For me… honestly, this post will be 1000% raw and authentic. The truth will be told here.
⚠️ Warning: mentions ofsuicide and self-harm ⚠️
If I’m being honest, I wish I could go back to the time when I was at my deepest depression — when I harmed myself badly, wrote goodbye letters to my mum, and tried so many times to end my life.
I wish I could go back in time and tell my mum not to worry — that I wouldn’t do it. Back when I slept with kitchen knives (not the ones you eat with) under my pillow.
Depression made me awful to my mum. Me harming myself hurt her deeply. I was awful to my siblings too, who dropped everything the second they noticed I was gone. My brother drove back and forth looking for me. My siblings ran around calling my name, trying to find me, terrorized by the calls and the fear of not knowing where I was.
If I could turn back time and know what I know today, I would have stopped.
I would have told younger Emma (yes, that’s my name, but I go by Mii):
Don’t do it. It’s not worth it. You will have your own family one day. You need to stay strong so you can be there for them — and for mum when she gets older.
Or maybe just a few simple words:
It’s not worth it.
Sorry for such a deep conversation, but I wanted you to know a little bit of my background before sharing what I would have said to my younger self.What would you have told your younger self?
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› My Happy Songs for Today | The Music That Puts Me in a Good Mood

Which songs always put you in a good mood?
When i was waiting on the bus to go to the town for a meeting, I reflected on one thing.. Some days, music makes me happy and honestly, i have MANY songs but today these songs makes me happy (I’m switching music as well and not playing same songs all the time)
Here are a few of the happy songs I’m currently listening to
🎵 AronChupa & Little Sis Nora – Llama in My Living Room
🎵 PSY – Gangnam Style
🎵 Lvbel C5 & AKDO – Coook Pardon (I have no idea what they’re singing about, but it’s incredibly uplifting!)
🎵 Lvbel C5 – HAVHAVHAV (Still no clue what the lyrics mean… but the music is so good.)
🎵 Russell Brand ft. Catherine Zeta-Jones – We Built This City / We’re Not Gonna Take It (from one of my favourite movies, Rock of Ages!)
🎵 HammerFall – Hearts on Fire
🎵 Lordi – HardRock Hallelujah
These are just a few songs that make me happy, especially today.
My mental health is actually doing okay today, so I’m trying to keep that feeling going with some music. I rarely listen to music anymore, but today felt like the right day to press play.
I may be goth, but my music taste is all over the place. 💀 The only genres I really can’t listen to are classical and jazz… they just make me anxious for some reason and makes me stressed.
What songs instantly make you happy? I’d love some recommendations!
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› Running low on energy — where is the charger?
Anyone else who says “I’ll just rest for a bit” and then wakes up two hours later? 😴 No one? Oops, I guess It’s only me this time.
Today has been a chill day — cleaning, doing dishes and making dinner for the two men at home. Me? I ate a bit, but not much.
At 6pm I went to bed to rest and fell asleep for two hours. Oops.
Honestly, I think my body needed that rest more than I realized. I’ve felt unusually tired today, so I’m actually surprised I managed to get things done even though both my head and body felt tired.
Pepsi Max, raw fried potatoes and chorizo sausage were on the menu today (with Pepsi Max sneaking around in the shadows for me — trying not to give any to my son since he’s even more addicted than I am).
That’s pretty much my day. Sorry for being a bit quiet today. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.
Tired momma — where is the charger when you need it?
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› Things I Wish People Talked More About — Behind Closed Doors

Not every struggle is visible, and not every smile tells the truth
Today, the world is all about “me, me, me,” money, fame, views, likes, followers, becoming an influencer — which honestly means nothing to me.
What I have noticed is that people don’t talk enough about mental health struggles, bullying, and how deeply those things can affect a person. People are often too afraid to be open about their real life — the struggles, the pain, the things happening behind closed doors. Not everyone fights demons, but you get what I mean.
That’s one reason why I am so open about these things. It’s nothing to hide.
No, I’m not trying to be one of those influencers, advocates, or whatever it’s called.
In EverFlow, as I’ve written in the sidebar, this blog/home is a place where I keep things raw and authentic — no sugarcoating.
One thing I have noticed about depression is how people sometimes distance themselves from you, almost as if depression is contagious. Adult loneliness (and yes, this happens to children and teens too, but I’m speaking from adult experience here) can be incredibly hard. Constantly struggling alone, having no one to talk to, no one to have those deep conversations with.
When in public or around friends, many people with depression tend to mask everything. They act happy, joke around, and behave as if nothing is wrong. But once that shell comes off, they can fall into a very dark place. Sometimes they cry. Sometimes they feel completely numb.
Depression doesn’t always look depressed.
You can smile.
You can laugh.
You can work.
You can joke around.
And still struggle deeply with your mental health.
Mental health struggles aren’t always about depression either — it’s a broad area.
Personally, I struggle with poor mental health for different reasons: grief, trauma, and other painful experiences. One major way it affects me is my energy.
Most people know me as happy, joking Emma — and often that is genuinely me. But the exhaustion is hard to explain. I feel tired all the time, even after sleeping. Sometimes I have no energy to do anything and have to force myself through the day.
Some days are good. Some days are bad.
And that’s not just me — that’s reality for many people.
Mental exhaustion and physical exhaustion often go hand in hand. Some people only have enough energy to do one thing before they completely crash. My best friend / cousin calls this the “spoon theory.” You start the day with a limited number of spoons — each task costs spoons. Sometimes one single thing drains all of them.
And when you’re out of spoons, you’re out.
Another side effect mental health has had on me is memory issues. This is extremely hard both for me and the people around me. Sometimes people brush it off or assume I’m exaggerating.
But I’m not.
I can ask the same question ten times and get the same answer ten times. For me, my brain can feel like a goldfish — I hear it, I listen… and then suddenly, it’s gone.
One thing my best friend once said that stayed with me is that many people with depression become experts at masking reality by saying, “I’m fine,” while carrying something much heavier inside.
Some people struggle with suicidal thoughts — I was one of them.
Some people struggle with self-harm — I was one of them.
These are things happening behind closed doors.
Often, no one knows until it’s too late.
Many people with poor mental health hide who they really are because they’re terrified of becoming a burden. They mask out of fear — fear of judgment, rejection, pity, or being treated differently.
Toxic relationships, family problems, trauma, gaslighting, bullying, grief, shame, and self-hatred are just some of the many things that can contribute to mental struggles.
So remember this:
Just because someone smiles, works, jokes, and shows up doesn’t mean they are okay.
Not everyone shows what is really going on.
I know I didn’t.
And truthfully, I still don’t show everything — out of fear.