Shut-Off

As a Kid, I used to be one of those who could and would never stop talking about their interests. The things I loved, I loved passionately and wholeheartedly. I wanted to share the joy I felt when interacting with my hobbies and obsessions to everyone I ever came across. Now, as I look back on that behavior I used to exhibit, the signs of neurodivergence are glaringly obvious to me. And because this world was never built for anybody else but neurotypicals, the children are to pay for it with their mental health and future.

Doormat

There comes a point in your life when you start to wonder why bad things keep happening to you year after year. Why people keep mistreating you, hurting you, abusing you. You are desperate to find any kind of explanation for it, no matter how irrational it may be. And when literally everything about the circumstances change – the place, the time, the people – everything but you, you wonder why that may be.

" We Never Wanted You Here"

On the first day of fourth grade, I got greeted with about a dozen of girls from my class. They noticed me right away when I stepped into the doorframe. Their faces turned into looks of disgust and horror, and they all approached me as a group.