Türkçesi aşagıda 👇 I once believed I was broken. Too intense. Too disciplined. Too impatient. Too slow to start. Too fast to speak. Too deep to fit in. Too much and not enough all at once. I didn’t know my brain was wired differently. That my nervous system wasn’t faulty, just sensitive. That my constant state of overwhelm wasn’t weakness, but a response to a world that demands masks and punishes difference. It took years of self-betrayal, trying to match the rhythm of a world built for neurotypicals, Before I realised I was dancing to a different beat all along. After my teenage years, including two months in a mental hospital where doctors told me I was gifted, For years, through different therapists, I came to believe I was made up of many different versions of myself. So I thought I understood myself. But there’s a difference between thinking you know who you are and facing that truth when no one is watching without s...
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