It takes so much time to reconnect with your body and mind; it’s like trying to remember a language that you once knew better.
Link brain fog to hormonal imbalance, ADHD or early signs of Alzheimer’s. Where does it get you? Nowhere that you want to be.
What triggered the executive dysfunction? Blame stress, society, and poor decisions.
Anxiety and sensory saturation stem from feeling spiritually misaligned with place and time.
How come your neurodivergent personality is so deeply in sync with your Myers-Briggs type?
Is this the first time you’ve heard of “neurotypical moulds”? No wonder you’re burned out.
People suck because you can’t know them all. It takes long enough to know yourself.
Masking in public, third-wheeling in groups, missing details mid-conversations—why are you here?
Learning to mimic, learning to please, blending in; ’cause your personal autonomy is for shit.
Everything looked so pretty at first, until the true faces rise to the surface and tell you otherwise.
Meaningful connections and conversations are hard to come by. They’re best shared in a single afternoon or night.
This is how you remember the good times. A memory may become nostalgia. You long for what’s gone forever.
It’s the things that don’t last; things that don’t fit the cookie-cutter; things that break, and you put back together. Differently.
It doesn’t take long to lose your body and mind. This dream-like feeling is an out-of-body experience.
You’re an outside observer watching your head flee and trip the breaker. Can you feel your feet?