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Wow.

When I look back at the last month—at everything that has happened since my last update—that’s what I keep saying: Wow.

I started my ADHD coaching program, I started accepting clients, and I launched a website under a new a business name: Queer ADHD. Each one of those is a massive step forward. The combination of them happening all at once is downright humbling. I didn’t expect these pieces to come together so quickly, to feel so perfectly aligned right at the beginning, to connect and resonate and land so smoothly. I’m honestly stunned. Every step has felt…


A young woman with a shaved head smiles brightly, framed by two columns of photos of herself with various hairstyles
A young woman with a shaved head smiles brightly, framed by two columns of photos of herself with various hairstyles

“I’m as free as my hair.” — Lady Gaga

After years of struggle, my appearance finally felt like me when I shaved my head in my early twenties. It was a turning point for me. Prior to that, I had been struggling with my hair, along with my identities, my body, and my awkward presence. Once I shaved my head as an adult, it all came together. My hair became my defining first impression, coloring my relationship with everyone I encountered. I saw myself differently from that point forward.

You can’t see it now, but I have wavy brown hair…


A young woman with a shaved head smiles cheekily at the camera
A young woman with a shaved head smiles cheekily at the camera

When I decided it was time to update my website and begin writing publicly again, I immediately ran into a gatekeeper: my younger self. The content at the top of my blog was around nine years old, and the summary on my website was similar. I’m now in my late 30s, and I keep running into photos of my 25-year-old baby face every time I click a link. And to be totally honest, she intimidates the hell out of me.

I suppose we have the same haircut, the same skin tone, and the same bone structure. But the eyes are…


A haphazard collection of post-it notes on a wall.
A haphazard collection of post-it notes on a wall.

For the last few months, I’ve been using an iPhone app called Owaves to plan my day. I first heard about it through an episode of How to ADHD, and while that video was sponsored by the Owaves team, this article is not. I just like it. It’s become very useful to me, and I’m a strong believer that we need to tell each other about the tools that work for us — especially in the ADHD community.

Here’s the combination of factors that it’s helping me address:

  1. One of my ADHD symptoms is difficulty keeping the full picture of…

A grassy labyrinth shown in a partially-loaded photo that is clear on the top and blurry at the bottom.
A grassy labyrinth shown in a partially-loaded photo that is clear on the top and blurry at the bottom.
Photo by Fabrício Severo, modified

It’s been about a month since it became clear to me that I want to pursue a career in ADHD coaching for the queer community, and I can already tell things are going to keep shifting. The North Star is still the same—I still have a Full Body Yes to this path — but oh my goodness, the number of details I need to sort through has my mind racing with excitement. It feels like watching a JPEG image load over the Internet in 1999: it starts off blurry, and then begins to fade into focus.

I know that no…


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I have a complicated relationship with my body, and it’s been a struggle to learn how to care for it. Growing up, I was tall for my age — at one point, a full head taller than everyone else in the lunchroom line — and this meant a long phase of feeling lanky and uncoordinated. I also inherited my father’s large frame and muscular build, which tragically resulted in deep body shame (“girls aren’t supposed to look this way”) instead of athletic inclination. Gym class and team sports felt like a punishment, but I was otherwise a straight-A student, so…


Sarah Dopp is standing on the top of a hill on a hike with autumn leaves in the background. She is smiling.
Sarah Dopp is standing on the top of a hill on a hike with autumn leaves in the background. She is smiling.
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Last week, I registered for an ADHD coach training and certification program. Nine days before that, the idea popped into my head, literally while taking a shower: “Maybe I want to be an ADHD coach.” (The shower is where the most magical ideas live. We all agree on this, right?) While it might sound sudden, this decision felt more to me like the final puzzle piece clicking into place.

Quitting my job over the summer was similar. Someone who knew me very well made the…


Sarah Dopp smiling with a large stretch of salt flats in the background. She is white, has shaved head, wearing sunglasses.
Sarah Dopp smiling with a large stretch of salt flats in the background. She is white, has shaved head, wearing sunglasses.
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Well, here we are, with me starting another blog. I’ve started dozens of blogs over the last 22 years — usually around major life changes, and wow, do I have a big one on my hands this time. I quit my job four months ago without a plan, and am just now starting to understand what’s next for me. It looks like it will be to develop skills, structures, and resources to help vulnerable people in my communities navigate these extraordinary times. …

Sarah Dopp

She/her. Queer person with ADHD who is obsessed with systems, tools, and online community. Find me at sarahdopp.com

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