A Quiet Thank You to Ozzy Osbourne
Andrew Lambert
Championing neurodivergence through coaching, consultancy, and advocacy. Supporting individuals and organisations to unlock potential, embrace strengths, and drive meaningful success.
I wasn’t going to write this
Ozzy Osbourne died this week. And I wasn’t sure if I should say anything.
I didn’t know him. I’m not a superfan. It felt a bit… presumptuous maybe. But I do know what he meant to people like me.
He had ADHD. He had dyslexia. He was chaotic, impulsive, forgetful, loud. And he didn’t hide any of it. He just lived it. Out there. Messy and real.
That matters.
He didn’t have the words. But he showed us anyway.
Before there were terms like “masking” or “executive dysfunction”, there was Ozzy. Forgetting lyrics mid-song. Crying during interviews. Rambling, then laughing, then swearing, then doing it all again. He just kept going.
Not tidily. Not heroically. Just… honestly.
He didn’t clean himself up to be more acceptable. He didn’t wait to be understood. He just was.
That’s not inspiration. That’s freedom.
This isn’t a takeaway
I’m not trying to make a point. I’m just saying thank you.
For showing up when it was hard. For not pretending to be fixed. For giving the rest of us permission to be a bit broken and still keep going.
I’m sad he’s gone
Not in a headline kind of way. Just quietly. Like something familiar has gone missing.
I’m glad he was here.
Rest easy, Ozzy. You did more than entertain.
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