If you don’t look neurodivergent either, welcome!

We’re a real-life ND family (ADHD, Autism, PDA) navigating parenting, toothpaste avoidance, and the occasional existential spiral with humour, honesty, and a healthy dose of “we’ll see how long this lasts.”

💬 ABOUT US

Let’s be clear: This isn’t one of those curated “we healed everything and now here’s our method” spaces.

We’re just two formerly high-achieving humans (now semi-domesticated parents of a PDA child) who’ve masked our way through life, achievement, meltdown, and marriage and finally decided we’re too damn tired to pretend anymore.

🧠 Ola

Former English teacher. Coach. Psychology nerd. A know-it-all who finally got the ADHD label in 2021 and promptly ignored it because obviously.

Has built a successful business and outgrew it, read every book on parenting, mindset, and neurodivergence. Has also cried in more bathrooms than she’s proud of.

Currently unlearning the idea that softness = weakness and giving herself permission to not brush her hair or have a five-year plan.

Still says “I’ve been thinking…” right before launching a new project. This page is one of them. You’re welcome / we’re sorry (not sorry).

💻 Luke

Former web developer who got bored, burnt out, and then self-diagnosed… classic.

Probably autistic, very funny, suspicious of the entire self-help genre but still deeply philosophical when no one’s watching.

Main designated parent, main tech support, and main reason this page didn’t crash five seconds ago. Fiercely loyal, shockingly wise, allergic to bullshit, and beloved by grandmas and toddlers alike.

Also: Krav Maga enthusiast, roast-master, and the only one in the house who can convince Leon to eat a vegetable. Sometimes.

🧸 Leon

Diagnosed autistic, PDA-coded, and 100% uninterested in fitting into systems he never agreed to.

Loves Ninjago, SpongeBob, and declaring new house rules daily.

Teaches us more about freedom, resistance, and creative negotiation than any parenting book ever could.

We’re keeping his identity semi-anonymous but let’s just say, if you’ve ever met a child who will not be bribed, you get it.

🐾 Libby

A very sweet, very confused sausage dog who:

🐶 Doesn’t understand personal space
🐶 Hates walks but loves drama
🐶 Once drank Luke’s coffee and passed out
🐶 Is almost certainly neurodivergent herself

She brings love, chaos, and suspicious bathroom habits to the team.
Arguably the most emotionally stable member of the household.

💡 OUR WHY

We don’t look neurodivergent. We didn’t feel like we were allowed to be. We learned how to belong by pretending and it worked. Until it didn’t.

Parenting broke the illusion. Burnout cracked the mask. And now? We’re finally building a life that actually works for us.

We started this page after one-too-many nervous system implosions, a Cyprus holiday that made us want to build our own neurodivergent retreat (more on that soon), and a realisation that masking might’ve kept us safe, but it’s not the same as living.

This page is the beginning of something slower, softer, and way more honest.

🎯 WHAT YOU’LL FIND HERE (Eventually)

We’re not building it for you. We’re building it with you.

Stories from the edge of burnout and belonging
Parenting without pretending
Possibly useful blogs
Probably inappropriate memes
Absolutely no tips that assume your nervous system is a productivity tool
A newsletter that won’t clutter your inbox with fake urgency: just real stories, helpful hacks, and maybe the occasional meltdown recap.
A freebie that doesn’t insult your intelligence or pretend your mornings can be fixed with a checklist.
Something that feels like a collective exhale.
Eventually? Maybe…
- A neurodivergent-friendly café.
- A retreat space where no one has to pretend they slept well.
- A hub. A haven. A hangout.

💌 SO… WHAT NOW?

👉 Follow us on Instagram

👉 Read the Blog

👉 Message us if you’re also parenting a kid who negotiates bedtime like a hostage deal

👉 Freebie coming soon: it will not change your life, but it will make mornings 11% less awful