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I Spent My Twenties Thinking I Was Broken. A Late ADHD Diagnosis Proved I Wasn't.

  • Writer: Alexandria Keeble
    Alexandria Keeble
  • Mar 4
  • 2 min read

For most of my twenties, I couldn't hold down a job.


Not for lack of trying. I tried, over and over again. But there was always a point where things would unravel. A bad week where I couldn't get out of bed. A deadline I missed because my brain had simply refused to cooperate. A manager Late ADHD diagnosis women, PMDD and work who thought I was difficult, or lazy, or just not good enough.


I got fired. More than once. And for a long time, I believed them.

The Years Nobody Talks About

From the outside, I probably looked like someone who couldn't be bothered.


Someone who didn't take things seriously. What nobody could see was that I was exhausted from trying to be something my brain simply wasn't built for.


The rigid hours. The fluorescent offices. The expectation that I'd show up the same way every single day, regardless of how I felt. For someone with undiagnosed AuDHD and PMDD, that environment wasn't just uncomfortable. It was impossible.


But I didn't know that yet. I just thought I was broken.

The Late ADHD Diagnosis That Changed Everything

At 36, I was finally diagnosed with AuDHD.


The overwhelming feeling wasn't sadness, or anger, though those came later. It was relief. Pure, exhausted relief that there was a reason. That all those years of struggling, masking, failing, and getting back up again weren't because I was lazy or difficult. My brain just worked differently, and nobody had spotted it.


I grieved for my younger self a little. The girl who got fired and believed every unkind thing that was said about her. But mostly I felt free.

Why Being a VA Works When Nothing Else Did

By the time I got my diagnosis, I had already stumbled into Virtual Assistant work. And looking back, it makes complete sense.


Working for myself meant I could remove the triggers that had made traditional employment so hard. I could structure my day around how my brain actually works, not how an office expects it to. And on a difficult PMDD week, the kind that would have once cost me a job, I could manage my workload quietly and professionally, without a manager marking it against me.


The skills that made me look unreliable in an office, the hyperfocus, the attention to detail, the deep empathy for people who are overwhelmed, turned out to be exactly what my clients needed.

What I Want You to Know

If you spent your twenties feeling like you were failing, and you couldn't quite work out why, I see you.


Maybe you have a diagnosis. Maybe you're still waiting for one. Maybe you just know that the traditional way of working has never quite fit.


You are not broken. You might just need a different environment. One that works with your brain instead of against it.


For me, that was building Alexandria.Works. It might look different for you. But I promise it exists.

Get in touch with Alexandria.Works — run by someone who gets it, for people who are done doing it all on their own.

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