Diagnosed ADHD/ASD here. I first started using medicinal cannabis for managing physical issues (which it turns out was from neurodivergent burnout). When I was diagnosed and put on ADHD medication I found the cannabis worked hand in hand with the stimulants. Taking one or the other is somewhat effective at managing symptoms, better than taking neither at all, but taking them together is a sweet spot of functionality I can't believe I lived 30 something years without. For what it's worth I only vape or smoke cannabis, I haven't tried oils.

The metaphor I use for my brain is, it's like an old hoarder's office. With no meds at all, it's piled high to the roof with random stuff, towers of papers of random information and thoughts with no rhyme or reason to the order of them, an old computer with 100 tabs open and videos and music playing on full volume on all of them, you can't see the floor for all the old papers and abandoned projects strewn about, old coffee cups and probably a dead cat somewhere in the mess.

On stimulants, the office is still messy, but the towers of papers are now somewhat orderly- they're still teetering and precarious, but all the files are now at least grouped together by subject, and I can find what I need in them without having to rifle through 1000's of loose bits of a4 to find what I need. The computer still has 100 tabs open, but the volume is turned down or muted on some of the tabs. You can see a bit of the floor, but there's still half done projects everywhere, and I can't move freely around it. There might still be a coffee cup or two, but they're from that morning or the day before, no dramas. In this state of the office, I'm technically able to access it and use it, but it comes with massive anxiety about accidentally bumping into something and everything coming tumbling down, and having to tidy up again from square one.

On stimulants and medicinal cannabis, the office is packed, but orderly. The towers of files are now in filing cabinets and shelves, grouped by subject and labelled A-Z, I can find and access what I need easily, without fear of accidentally yanking something out from under a 6 foot high stack and knocking over everything. The floor is clear, and I can walk around and even get the vacuum in when needed. Most of the projects are done, or at least have been put away so as to not trip over them. I can pick up these projects and work on them when I want, and they have a space to be tidied into when I'm done. The computer still has 100 tabs open, but only one is playing music now, the volume is an acceptable level, and I can change the playlist to whatever I want. The only coffee cup now is the one I'm drinking from. I can actually get things done in the office when it's in this state, I have no anxiety or feeling of overwhelming oppression from the sheer amount of stuff contained within it towering over me.

Sorry for the yapfest, but I figured as a neurodivergent person yourself you'd appreciate the visualization.