It used to feel raw. Now I have processed it all. I feel indifferent. Indifferent lack of interest, concern, or sympathy. "she shrugged, feigning indifference" Indifference is a new place for me and boy does it feel good, and comfortable like a big cosy oodie. It took me years to get here, and now I… Continue reading It used to feel raw
“If by chance you picked up this piece of paper. I would like to thank you for reading it and I hope that you related to it somehow”FND – The Neurodivergent in me
Meet the author - Mary A Miller CYCLE OF FIBRO Let's talk a little bit about the distinction between being in a flare, just being "achy", being "oh hell no", and being in a good phase. There really is a clear distinction, (I at least see), and when we are in each area, this is… Continue reading Cycle of Fibro *guest spot Mary A Miller*
When you are an insomniac it gives you extra time to reflect. I am an overthinker. I analyse each and every minute detail of my day. If I run out I simply find something from my past to examine. There are things that I regret. I have acted on some of them. Some of them… Continue reading Regrets, I’ve had a few…
If by chance you picked up this piece of paper. I would like to thank you for reading it and I hope that you related to it somehow. My greatest wish is that it made you feel less alone and it leaves you feeling that someone, somewhere understands you. Around a decade ago after a… Continue reading FND – The Neurodivergent in me
