Introducing Neuro Narratives

I ask myself, is there anything left to be said on neurodiversity?

Then, almost as quickly, I wonder when I started to feel like this. When did my feelings toward that word, that once gloriously inclusive label – ‘neurodivergent’ – begin to change? If I’m being honest, I think my feelings started to change when it stopped being a word I associated with me and started feeling like an us. I started grappling with the concept of being neurodivergent when I enveloped myself with the community. That’s an uncomfortable admission to make. Shouldn’t being part of a community feel good, help one feel seen? It does, for me. But it has also simultaneously added noise to my already very noisy head. It has added voices that I feel I must find myself within to feel a part of something. This is no one’s fault. It’s not even entirely my fault. To have imposter syndrome is hardly unique in the world. After all, I thought to myself, if I don’t relate absolutely to the neurodiversity community, do I relate at all?