

My hands are twitching as I write this. I still need to pick up my Sertraline but my body is frozen. My memory distorted. The police think I’m oriented to time and place, but I’m not.
My intelligence masks that.
My intelligence has also made me be declined for disability benefits and support for my neurodivergence throughout my life.
It’s always used against me. In more ways than one. I have no issue expressing information, it’s taking in information that is the issue.
I’m not bipolar though. I never was.
If I am, then it’s definitely a trauma based disorder. Without a doubt.
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