John OShea

TEARS BLURRED MY VISION AS I SAT ALONE IN A BORROWED CAR, THE WEIGHT OF MY SHATTERED REALITY PRESSING DOWN ON ME.
AFTER THIRTY
YEARS OF MARRIAGE, MY WIFE HAD ASKED FOR A
SEPARATION.
JOBLESS, HOMELESS, AND RELYING ON MY SON'S
COUCH FOR A PLACE TO SLEEP, I FELT LIKE MY LIFE HAD SPIRALED INTO CHAOS. THE ROLLERCOASTER OF SUCCESS AND FAILURE THAT HAD DEFINED MY JOURNEY WAS NOW COMPOUNDED BY THE
BATTLES I FOUGHT EVERY DAY-ADHD AND DYSLEXIA, COMPANIONS THAT SHAPED MY STRUGGLES IN WAYS ONLY A FEW UNDERSTOOD.
THIS
BOOK IS MORE THAN A MEMOIR;
EXPLORATION
TO
UNDERSTAND MYSELF.
IT'S AN UNFILTERED
TRADITIONAL
LIFELINES-FRIENDS, FAMILY, EVEN COUNSELORS-FELL SHORT,
HAD NO CHOICE BUT TO TURN INWARD.
WHAT BEGAN AS
DESPERATE
SEARCH FOR ANSWERS BECAME A TRANSFORMATIVE
QUEST: TO UNRAVEL THE MYSTERIES OF MY MIND, TO CONFRONT THE STIGMA OF NEURODIVERSITY, AND TO RECLAIM CONTROL OVER LIFE