How I Finally Mastered Meditation (After Years of Mental Mayhem & ADHD Brain Chaos)

Let me take you back to when I first started meditating…

I had this dreamy vision in my head me, sitting cross-legged like a Zen goddess, mind still as a millpond, channeling ancient wisdom while gently levitating three inches off the floor. Spoiler: that is not what happened.

Instead, I closed my eyes and was instantly ambushed by what can only be described as a mental stampede. Every man, his dog, his cousin, and a frog or ten showed up in my brain. Honestly, it was like a frog-themed game of whack-a-mole in there one thought would hop up (“What’s for tea?”), then another (“I should really empty that bin”), then another (“Did I reply to that message from 2018?”).

I’d sit there for what felt like eternity (it was probably four minutes), getting more and more frustrated until I eventually gave up. Meditation? Not for me, thanks. My brain clearly missed the memo.

But something pulled me back. Probably curiosity. Or desperation. Or both.

I decided to give it another go.

The frogs were still there, hopping about like it was the finals of the Amphibian Olympics, but this time… I didn’t bolt. I sat. I breathed. I counted. Sometimes I didn’t make it past three before a rogue thought hijacked the session and I had to start over at one. Again. And again. And again.

But here’s the magic bit: eventually, I got to ten. Ten whole breaths without a frog in sight. It was like the ADHD carnival in my head finally took a tea break.

For the first time in my life, I found actual quiet in my brain. No chaos. No “what’s-for-tea” nonsense. Just calm. Peace. A tiny slice of stillness that felt like gold dust. And in those moments, I started getting clarity. Insights. Even messages from my guides (yep they finally got a word in once the frogs piped down).

It changed everything.

Meditation became my sacred reset button the place I go to unplug from the madness and plug back into me.

And here’s what I want you to know: you’re not doing it wrong just because your brain is noisy. Meditation isn’t about emptying your mind it’s about noticing when it’s full, and gently, lovingly guiding it back. Every time you bring your attention back, you’re building a new neural pathway. Just like learning your name, walking, talking, or driving it all happens through repetition and consistency.

So if you’re sat there with your own mental frog circus, don’t give up. Keep going. Keep breathing. Keep starting again. That’s the practice.

And one day, you’ll notice it: a little stillness. A little space. A little peace. And just like that you’ll realise you’re not chasing frogs anymore. You’re mastering your mind.

Now go pop the kettle on. You’ve earned it.