The Multiverse of Me
There are days I feel like three completely different people.
One part of me craves comfort – the cozy, quiet space where I can stim freely, sip tea, wear pajamas, and just be.
Another part of me feels powerful – motivated, brilliant, ready to take on the world with spreadsheets, strong boundaries, and a bold lipstick.
And then… there’s the part of me standing under the flickering lights in aisle 7, trying to remember what I came here for while holding a fidget in one hand and anxiety in the other.
This is what it means to live in a neurodivergent body.
To constantly shift between states of exhaustion and ambition.
To be brilliant and burned out, fierce and frazzled, all at once.
We wear a hundred versions of ourselves in one day – and not because we’re being fake.
Because we are adapting.
Because we are surviving.
Because we are doing our best in a world that doesn’t always understand the noise in our minds or the silence we need to find peace.
But here’s the part we don’t talk about enough:
All those versions?
They’re all valid.
They’re all you.
And they all deserve compassion.
You’re not a mess.
You’re multitasking on a cosmic level.
So if today you’re mentally in pajamas, emotionally in a power suit, and physically overstimulated in the grocery store —
know this:
You’re not broken.
You’re balancing magic.
And you are so not alone.
