How to fail the ADOS-2
‘The woman opposite me in this small attic room is observing me. In particular, she is observing me in relation to my neurotype.’
My all-you-can-eat sushi bitches
‘The ancestral blood of my matriarchs runs high with sodium.’
I am no man
‘Intergenerational trauma is, in my experience, often analysed with an automatic alignment of gender: fathers to sons and mothers to daughters.’
Getting better at breakdowns
‘I’m afraid that either someone in my head or someone in my life will judge me for my expression of need.’
When I was sleeping
‘Dreams of being chased can sometimes indicate social anxiety, or hint at the fact that there's something you've been avoiding.’
The oxymoron equation
‘I am a mosaic composed of contradictions: I still love the people I will never forgive.’
A tender kind of alchemy
‘It’s no coincidence that when I accepted the anger I felt about the abuse I faced, I became proactive in my pursuit of being a writer.’
Before the waves come
‘The scab of my real self lies under these bandages of poetry, vodka, and sex, and I’m not ready to open it.’
How to make the most of microdosing
‘This is your chance to work through your blocks and limiting beliefs and superspeed the process of implementing empowering mantras and new, healthy routines.’
Trust issues
‘How when you were eleven you would hide at the bottom of the linen closet in the guest bathroom that no one ever used.’
I didn’t ask to be crazy
‘Many people in my life see me as a bubbly, chill girl, a competent human being. It is an image I have carefully crafted over the years, and it takes a lot of energy to uphold.’
The kids are all right
‘What do you say to a child who is convinced there is nothing to look forward to in this life?’
I lay amongst the stones
‘I marveled at their defiance while simultaneously fearing for their ultimate demise.’
Repairing lost time
‘There was no anger, denial or numbing now, just the gentle thud of different trails of thoughts falling into place.’
Et in Therapia ego
‘Into the vacuum, or the morass, have swept the therapists, a whole procession of them.’
Your inattentive professor!
‘I do not know what to blame sometimes: my ADHD brain, or my medicated brain. I still do not know what to treasure the most.’
How to hold your abuser to account
‘I want you to join me. I want you to feel your anger, turn it into rage, hold him to account within yourself for what he has done, find your strength, and feel the euphoria that I felt when I found mine.’
Reclaiming blood
‘I am now the site of a scientific experiment. Wires are connected to the cannula in the back of my hand and another at the crook of an elbow. Unnamed liquids flow in.’