Welcome to The ADHD Hook – A Tale of Tangled Yarn, Chaos, and Questionable Life Choices

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Oh, hey! You made it. That means either:

A) You love crochet.
B) You have ADHD and got distracted on your way to do something else.
C) You just enjoy watching someone slowly unravel (pun absolutely intended).

Whichever it is—welcome! I’m Zoe the slightly chaotic human behind The ADHD Hook. I’m a mum of three, a wife, an ex-hairdresser of 20 years, and now a full-time yarn enthusiast. My life is a mix of tangled projects, impulsive craft decisions, and a growing gang of mischievous crochet bunnies that seem to have taken over my TikTok.

If you’ve ever felt like your brain has 87 tabs open, with at least one playing mysterious background music—you’re in the right place.


So, grab a cuppa, find a comfy spot (preferably one not covered in rogue yarn ends), and let’s dive into how I went from cutting hair to hooking yarn.


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From Hairdressing to Hooking (The Yarn Kind, Obviously)

For 20 years, I was a hairdresser, and I loved it. The creativity, the transformations, the pure satisfaction of giving someone a bold new look—it was my thing. But hairdressing is tough on the body, and after two decades, my hands, back, and sanity needed a break.

That’s when crochet went from being an occasional hobby to my everything.

Crochet gives me the same buzz as hairdressing did—starting with raw materials and turning them into something amazing. Except now, instead of cutting and styling hair, I’m stitching and shaping yarn into cute creations (and occasionally getting lost in a sea of WIPs I swear I’ll finish one day).



But crochet isn’t just about making pretty things for me. It’s a lifeline—one that’s helped me manage something I didn’t even know I was dealing with for most of my life.


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ADHD: Or, Why My Brain is Basically a Toddler on Espresso

Growing up, I didn’t know I had ADHD. What I did know was that I was "too much." Too loud, too forgetful, too messy, too easily distracted.
School was a constant battle. I wasn’t struggling because I wasn’t capable—I just couldn’t focus. I’d hyperfixate on things I loved (like memorizing every Star Wars fact known to mankind and memorizing every word from friends ) but completely blank out on things that didn’t spark my brain.

Teachers told me I had "so much potential" if only I’d "apply myself."

Cool. Thanks for the advice. Super helpful.

Fast forward to adulthood, and suddenly everything made sense—turns out I wasn’t just forgetful and chaotic. I had ADHD. But by then, I’d spent years battling procrastination, impulse spending (why did I think I needed that many hobbies?!), and the struggle to keep my brain from bouncing between a million ideas at once.

That’s where crochet comes in.


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Enter Crochet: The Craft That Saved My Sanity (Sort Of)

Some people meditate. Some do yoga.
( iv tryed it all trust me)

I crochet like my life depends on it.

Crochet is my therapy. It’s the perfect mix of repetitive motion, creativity, and just enough mental challenge to keep my brain engaged without overwhelming it. When I pick up my hook, I can finally slow down. My mind stops racing, my hands find a rhythm, and for a little while, the world isn’t quite so overwhelming.

Plus, let’s be honest—if I’m holding a crochet hook, I’m way less likely to be causing chaos elsewhere.

Now, I spend my days designing patterns, creating hand made crochet hooks and just  making adorable things, losing half-finished projects in the void, and convincing my husband that yes, I absolutely need more yarn (despite already having enough to insulate a small house).




And speaking of my husband...


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Meet the Cast of My Chaotic Life

My Husband: The most patient man alive. He’s witnessed me buy an entire new set of crochet hooks because I "lost" mine—only to find them all in my project bag a week later. Yet, he still loves me.

My Three Kids: Absolute gremlins, 10/10 would recommend. They keep me busy, make me laugh, and occasionally steal my yarn for "craft projects" (aka, tangling it beyond repair).


The Mischievous Crochet Bunny Gang: It started with one—a grumpy little crochet bunny named Monty. Now, it’s a full-on bunny takeover. These tiny yarn creatures have skateboards, attitudes, and a habit of "escaping" in my TikTok videos. I hide them, send them on adventures, and watch as they hop their way into people's lives.

My Incredible Friends: These absolute legends keep me semi-functional. Without them, I’d be lost in a pile of unfinished projects, aggressively sobbing into a tangled skein of yarn. They’ve seen me at my best, my worst, and that weird middle ground where I’ve had too much caffeine and think I can crochet an entire blanket in one night. I wouldn’t be the human I am without them—though, let’s be honest, they’re also partly responsible for my chaos. Love you, weirdos. You’re stuck with me now.


My Amazing Therapist: An actual superhero. Thanks to her, I’ve learned so much about myself, my ADHD, and how to manage life’s chaos without feeling like I’m constantly drowning in it.


Basically, my life is a beautiful mess, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.


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Why I Started The ADHD Hook
I wanted to create a space that gets it. A space where crochet isn’t just about stitches and patterns—it’s about finding calm, embracing creativity, and rolling with the chaos that comes with an ADHD brain (or just life in general).

So, if you love crochet, think you might have ADHD, know someone with ADHD, or just enjoy watching a slightly unhinged woman make tiny bunnies and questionable life choices—stick around.

I’ll be sharing free patterns, behind-the-scenes chaos, and the occasional deep dive into why my brain refuses to function like a "normal" adult.

Welcome to The ADHD Hook. Hold onto your yarn—it’s gonna be a wild ride.


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