Neurodivergent Is My New Favorite Word

It’s not you it’s me…. (and my mental illness) no longer applies. It’s you now. You and your neurotypical ass. Still neurotypical? Ha, that’s so retro of you. I mean who would even want to have all their neurotransmitters working in perfect order? How boring does it sound to have sufficient and regulated neurochemicals? Nah, you’re living in 2000 and late.

Me? Us? We’re out here in 2080 rocking our neurodivergent minds. Living our best lives attending all our therapy and doctor’s appointments.

Can you tell something’s different about me? Do I seem more positive and confident? It’s this new word I found and identify strongly with. It’s by far the most positive mental health term I’ve ever heard. Neurodivergent. Every time I write it I feel the stigma lifting and it feels so good. It doesn’t imply anything bad. It doesn’t feel negative. There’s nothing wrong with me; my brain just works different. I’m nuerodivergent. And anyone who’s not neurodivergent is typical, like a peasant.

Catch me anywhere using this term from now on.


12 thoughts on “Neurodivergent Is My New Favorite Word”

  1. Hey Dopy. Whatever-name- I- put- on- the- account here. I guess you see i? Im buzzing right now…. just sucked the best part of a joint. I think “they” think a lot more than dopamine involved in depression? Like, more neurotransmitters, gut balance, size of penis, etc.
    Sorry, I ramble. I wasn’t making fun of your name btw. I love it. The power! The very Queen of Dopamine.

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  2. Yass! I discovered the word neurotypical a few years back and have been using it as an insult ever since. I had a word to describe them now I have a word to describe me. Thank you!

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      1. Sorry … can’t find the “publish button” so Ill send it to you so I won’t lose it. OK?

        I like to keep track of the date. I am trying to organizee all my writing bits and pieces into larger “pods”. I just starting blogging, am writing a blog for public consumption, one for private (ie. me) consumption and just ramblings of a sick mind. Well, a bipolar mind at any rate. Right now i am manic without the addition of common sense. How? Weed. Smoke enough and you get fucked up. I smoke/consume enough to open my mind and say what I can’t say otherwise. Does that make sense to you. Does to me and that’s all that counts. here in this blog I don’t worry as much about grannar and spelling as I do in the book pieces. The book may someday get published which will be a bonus but right now, I care little. it’s for me. So have a good weekend any readers and if you can be only one thing in this world, be kind.


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