Majesty, Awkwardness, and ADHD
My entire brand was created from an unmedicated ADHD brain. Ironically, even with medication, it sometimes feels like I've become even more awkward. The phrase Majestically Awkward isn't just a catchy slogan or a logo I slapped on a business. It's probably the most accurate description of what life has always felt like. Everything I create comes from those thoughts.
Awkward.
Not in the way people think, though. It's the awkwardness of replaying conversations from years ago and wondering if i offended someone - not that i actually cared. It's reflecting on the weirdness I may have unintentionally created for people while simultaneously being told I'm "one of a kind" or complimented on how articulate I am.
What most people never see are the million thoughts that play in my head after a single sentence leaves my mouth. It's also being an overachiever who's terrified of failing. It's spending countless hours obsessing over details, striving to be the best, and convincing yourself that "good enough" isn't quite good enough yet. It's hoping no one notices your weaknesses while quietly building entire systems to compensate for them.
It's being complimented on your work ethic without anyone seeing the mental gymnastics required just to get started. It's carrying the weight of impossibly high expectations—which you placed on yourself. It's being exhausted but continuing anyway. Sometimes it's utilizing unhealthy means to keep going because stopping feels scarier than pushing through. It's celebrating accomplishments while immediately moving the finish line and focusing on what still isn't done. And somehow, despite all of that, it's still finding the energy to create, dream, build, and believe there's always something better ahead.
Which brings me to today's milestone.
To many people, this video simply looks like a clean, pristine room. To me, it's an entire day spent trying to figure out what to do with things I had no idea how they got there in the first place. It's realizing that for two months, it felt less exhausting to step over a suitcase on the floor than it did to actually put it away. It's rummaging through piles stacked on the dresser, the ironing board, and the bed because somehow rummaging through those piles when i needed something felt easier than dealing with them. It's finally removing the internet cable that had been neatly attached to my bathroom door frame for over a year and of no use…. a task I had reminded myself to do hundreds of times that ultimately took about two minutes.
And yes, this particular milestone tends to happen about every three months. How long will it stay this way? Nobody knows. Not me. Not science. Not even the ADHD. But for today, I'm celebrating it. Because this room isn't just a clean room. It's evidence of effort that nobody sees. It's proof that progress doesn't always look impressive from the outside. It's a reminder that sometimes the smallest tasks carry the heaviest mental weight.
but as satisfiedas i am with this…. My happy place has always been creating. That's where my brain feels alive. And for those who don't know, Majestically Awkward isn't just a brand. It's a way of labeling myself and oothers like me, with kindness in a world where we're often our own harshest critics.
We're the people who laugh along with everyone else's lighthearted jokes while secretly replaying those same moments years later.
We're the people who can see beauty, possibility, and creativity everywhere while simultaneously questioning every decision we've ever made.
We're the people who appear confident while hoping no one notices the chaos we're constantly trying to organize behind the scenes.
We're awkward. We're resilient. We're creative. We're exhausted. We're magnificent. We're majestically awkward.
So with that said— Be majestic. Be awkward. Be unapologetically you.
Sincerely,
“Dollar Store Lady Whistledown” -AKA Lavishly Lauren
