neurodivergent – My Voice Unchained

Embodied Grief

As of late, I’ve been experiencing a type of embodied grief—a somatic, soul-level mourning for what could’ve been, what never was, and what is no

I Didn’t Know Until I Did Death I didn’t know that death had a look until I did. I saw it in the eyes. I

For as long as I can remember, I have annoyed some people for simply existing … for daring to breathe … for smiling … for