I’m Steve Dyne. I’m a husband, a father of two, and someone who spent a long time not realizing he was neurodivergent. I was in my 40s before I learned — and accepted — that I have ADHD, but the signs were there long before I had the language for them.

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The first clinical hint came when my son was in Grade 2 and going through an educational assessment. Parents fill out forms, check boxes, reflect on behaviours… and I was checking off boxes thinking, “Yep, that’s normal.” My wife looked at me and said, “What? No!” That was the first crack — the light starting to get in.

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Fast‑forward to when both my kids are diagnosed with ADHD. We’re in COVID lockdown. I end up on TikTok — partly for entertainment, partly because ADHD TikTok has a way of finding you before you find it. I see myself in the videos. I see my patterns. My brain. I see the word neurodivergent for the first time. I begin to understand the lens that’s been over my life from the beginning.

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I get assessed. Diagnosed. Things start to click. It isn’t an excuse — it’s a reason. A reason I am the way I am. A reason I’m not the way I was told I should be. A reason I never quite fit the mold — and don’t want to. It explains a lot. It feels like I’ve known all the pieces of myself for decades, but only now can I begin to see the picture. This understanding is changing my life. I want others to thrive with this kind of clarity.

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Animals are a big part of my life — our home is full of them. Twenty‑four and a half feet of them, if you count the humans. They bring love, grounding, and calm with a dash of insanity to our family. They’re part of the rhythm of our home, and part of what keeps me connected to the present moment.

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Living in a mixed‑neurotype household has taught me that family dynamics are complex, evolving, and rarely what they seem. Neurodivergent and neurotypical are broad labels that we group people in, but the labels we use day‑to‑day are mom, dad, son, and daughter. A neurodivergent person can feel like an outsider, but the same can be said of a neurotypical mom who doesn’t always feel understood by her family. Everyone experiences their life uniquely. My aim is to create more cracks that let as much light in as possible.

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Coaching aligns with my values, my purpose, and the way my brain works. I’ve always been curious — asking questions, noticing patterns, and taking time to reflect. The iACTCenter and ICF coaching model gives me structure and intention while allowing my curiosity to stay focused on client growth.

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