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People talk about identity like it begins with grand displays or gestures—names, flags, pronouns, rewritten pasts. But for NeuroSpicey kids, it doesn’t start with what they can name. It starts in the body. In sensory safety. In being allowed to
Do you have any collections? When people ask if I collect anything, I usually say books. It’s the simplest answer. The cleanest. It doesn’t open too many doors. But that’s not really the truth, is it? The truth is, I’ve
How do you balance work and home life? What happens when the version of you that shows up to work can’t survive at home? I used to think I was just tired. But what I was really doing was disappearing—piece
Before healing, there was survival. And survival demanded offerings—quiet, invisible sacrifices I made in the name of peace, safety, and acceptance. I didn’t call them sacrifices at the time. I called them choices. I called them love. I called them
This image is a 100% different person than I was one year ago. This is what wholeness looks like. I collapsed, I fractured, but I didn’t give up. I did the work. It was messy. It cracked me open. It
What does freedom mean to you? There’s a version of freedom I was sold.It came dressed in ambition and polished with approval.It said: be more, do more, control more.It measured liberty in output and influence. But freedom isn’t loud.It doesn’t
(for the love we waited for… and the silence that followed) Hey,There’s no anger in this. Not even confusion anymore. Just a still, low burning ache…the one that hums beneath the ribs when it’s too quiet to ignore. I think
Today, I found myself reflecting deeply on everything that’s happened since my divorce… on my ex, on the kids, on the home I lost, and the self I found. It’s strange, in a painful, poetic kind of way. I didn’t
Icons of Dysfunction – The Brands That Raised Me, Ghosted Me, and Now Charge for Premium Access Over the past two days, we’ve scrolled through the unholy terrain of social media madness—starting with Reddit and Twitter/X, where emotional validation is
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This might sound strange, but I don’t have a list of people I look up to. No inspirational icons pinned to my mental bulletin board. No singular voice I turn to for advice. Not because I think I know everything—far
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