“I don’t want my thoughts to die with me, I want to have done something. I’m not interested in power, or piles of money. I want to leave something behind. I want to make a positive contribution - know that my life has meaning.” The more I learn about autism and ADHD in women, especially autism - the more I am confronted with my own quirks and foibles explained perfectly. And the more I realize - just how much I was used - as the perfect example - of how not to be - because of it. I was put in the slowest reading classes at school, not because I wasn't capable of becoming a strong reader, but because I was living an childhood of terror - and my parents never read to me - and... because my brain literally does not process language and numbers like most people's do. From as far back as I can remember, I was used as experimental fodder - by folks who knew absolutely nothing about me, and if they did they did absolutely everything to work in my opposition. In the coming months I will be going over some of the ways being neurodivergent has left me open to attack, vulnerable to human predators, and vastly confused by a society which does one thing but says another. Because the very fact... I have never experienced a safe zone, where it is safe for me to function to the best of my ability - is exactly what living as a female neurodivergent really boils down to. Being different didn't make me less than everyone else, but it did mean people felt entitled to treat me a certain way - from my own parents, to educators, to the police. Justice was held outside of my reach because my brain, my neurodivergence, my complex PTSD from a lifetime of severe trauma, and my lack of resources meant I was somehow an acceptable target. But that does not mean I won't speak the truth. Won't uncover all of the ways I was used by folks to get what they wanted, and more importantly why. If you're neurodivergent and have been treated like the acceptable target of monsters - Know that you never deserved their treatment. You are the crystalline gem of humanity and they are the mutants who value stuff more than life. Together, neurodivergent people can raise the temperature - demand safety and justice - that we rightly deserve. Together we will rise above their awful stench of exploitation and wretchedness. Namaste, The Storyteller
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Bobby Tyson
4/7/2026 11:57:25 am
I was placed in hooked on phonics as a kid I loves saying words funny and do fun accents they thought I had bad add I would day dream in class too and draw fun worlds and when asked what the teacher said is still know every detail but the teachers didn't like it looked like I wasn't paying attention but was in more detail than everyone else but was unfair to the other students I got to goof around my brain has always needed a lot going on to focus so I get it being different was always made fun of and ur trauma should have been noticed
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