Thoughts and Reflections of the Neurodivergent

Neurodivergent RN

  • The Great Beyond

    Too much  Too little  Too far gone  The outside world makes me yawn.   I’ll mask, I’ll task, I’ll take it, I’ll fake it  This neurodivergent does do this to make it.   two steps ahead and two sentences gone … Continue reading

  • PTSD

    I wake up in a sweat  To my body, it’s still a threat . Woven throughout the fibers inside  Is where my trauma, my pain  subsides . I scan my body- my head to my feet  I feel hopeless, saddened, beat. I… Continue reading

    PTSD

  • Supporting Role 

    I am his shiny piece of shit  In his world, where I don’t fit  I bend I bow I know I must  Cater to his every lust  More and more he takes from me  While he disregards my pleas  When… Continue reading

  • I tried

    It’s me it’s me, I try, I cry  To his world I must comply  I bend I break I know my fate  I’ve lost myself , it’s now too late  Each morning I awake and  every moment I pray  To… Continue reading

  • Darkness

    I’m in the dark My hands lead the way A light flashes It’s brief but it leads me forward My heart beats fast, hope swells up Help is on the way. I am being rescued. Each flash of light, that… Continue reading

  • Wake up call

    I roll over. It’s 4 o’clock. I see my phone lit up in its charging spot. I see it’s a boss. I say….. hello? Do you have a minute she says? Her voice was low. Of course I say groggy… Continue reading

  • Holding Tight

    Why hold tight to the things that smite A bed of nails Reminding me of all the fails All the red flag warnings The deep sobs, the mourning Its never enough Though, I’m not that tough But back to it… Continue reading

  • Is it cancer?

    I get up, I groan I stretch What was that? My neck felt tight. Come to think of if it I was really tired yesterday Guess it wasn’t my period or lack of water at work But what’s that ,… Continue reading

  • Slice of Life

    I am rotting on the couch My fur baby needed mommy time My bladder is full but the bathroom steps away. I look at the remote but my arm will not reach I am parched but it seems too much… Continue reading

  • Analysis Paralysis

    I fold my tshirts like she told me. Yet it does not fix the whole me. I clean the counters Scrub the sinks Yet I can’t avoid to think. As my list gets smaller, my thoughts grow taller I get… Continue reading