Fairly late into the pandemic, I started sewing garments. In fact, when I decided to upgrade my sewing machine, I bought a new one from someone who bought it at the beginning of the pandemic and never used it. When I started sewing, I had been diagnosed as having ADHD for a few years, a condition that isn’t about (or isn’t only about) being a hyperactive young boy. The diagnosis, and understanding how ADHD manifests differently in girls/women than it does in boys/men, allowed me to better understand my life-long struggles with focus, anxiety, clumsiness, and disorganisation. I had long thought that sewing was too hard and not suited to my skillset. That I was going to get it wrong. That I was going to break something. That it wasn’t…
