Blog Post
My Story With Urgency
Date:
May 21, 2025
And how I stopped letting it run me—and started letting it light me up.
For a long time, urgency was just how I moved through the world.
It pushed me forward, gave me focus, helped me show up and deliver when it mattered most.
And in many ways, it worked—until it didn’t.
What made me stop and question it wasn’t a full-blown burnout.
It was the realization that in the middle of all that doing and driving, chasing, and crashing,
I couldn’t really see the people I loved.
I couldn’t offer a presence.
I couldn’t give, not in the way I wanted to—not without urgency making everything feel like a transaction.
There were moments, too many, where I was physically there but emotionally somewhere else,
locked into the next thing, the next fix, the next tick on the list.
That’s what made me pause.
That’s what made me wonder:
If urgency was helping me get things done…
why did it feel like it was taking something from me, too?
Urgency, for me, was never just about rushing.
It was about aliveness.
It lit the fire.
It helped me take action, make bold moves, focus with intensity when I really cared.
It wasn’t the enemy.
But I didn’t know how to live with it without disappearing into it.
When urgency ran the show, I lost myself in the speed.
When I tried to shut it down, I lost access to the spark.
What I needed wasn’t less urgency.
What I needed was a new way of navigating it—an intentional relationship with it.
With myself.
With time.
With how I moved through the world.
These days, I still feel that familiar charge.
But I’ve stopped letting it drive blind.
Now, I notice:
- Where is it coming from?
- Is this spark about something meaningful?
- Or am I chasing relief from discomfort?
- Am I leading it, or is it leading me?
This is what living my ADHD on purpose looks like.
Not managing away the intensity, but learning how to be present inside of it.
Not muting my fire, but finally knowing how to stand beside it without burning.
Urgency is still part of me.
It moves fast. It still lights me up.
But now, I get to choose what I give it to.
And that… is the difference between urgency and truly living.