Angels Take

Let's face it     Let's face it, we always have to hide. Being neurodivergent, I've learned a long time ago how to mold and form to make myself fit into everyone else's boxes. Not be to loud? Check. People please? Check. Pretend to be present? Check. Most think ADHD is just for boys or children. Even I grew up thinking that I would grow out of my diagnosis. No one taught me what it meant to be different, I just knew I was. I grew up being Stitch, the outsider. I talked to much, laughed to loudly, ate to much. I would chew on pens or I would tap my foot. I found myself struggling with completing tasks, and always, and I mean always being messy and disorganized. And remembering things? Ha- good luck.      I was clumsy, always running into things or hurting myself. Breaking stuff. I often had emotional outburst that seemed "sudden" and my impulse to spend money or speak before someone was done should have been red flags. When I got my diagnoses of ADHD in high sc...

Forgiveness.     I have learned something within the last few years: a daunting reality-forgiveness is something for yourself and not your abusers. Its taking the crutch of anger and allowing yourself to fall. To feel. To let go. The anger can be overwhelming, all consuming. But acceptance? Acceptance is free. It's freeing. Realizing yes, this happened to me but it does not define me is powerful. Realizing you aren't just a victim, but a survivor alters one's perspective.      Climbing the mountain called life, we all have run across those who have taken advantage of us. Betrayed us. It's so easy to want to get even. Your abusers have always told you that the right thing to do is stay quite- that it's better if you just allow yourself to be trampled on. You become a people pleaser. The moment you decide to forgive you start taking back your story. Your voice. And it builds. Suddenly you realize you aren't as angry, more accepting and you learn how to respect oth...