Tongue of Fire

When we talk about Intersectional Neurodiversity, we’re talking about more than diagnosis—we’re talking about how race, gender, class, and trauma shape the way we’re seen and supported. No two neurodivergent journeys are the same. There’s no right way to survive—only the next breath, the next day, the next small grace.

I’ve always rocked—literally. It’s how I think, focus, and feel calm. For years, people told me to stop. But I’ve learned you can rock the boat just by being yourself.

Today was one of those “small” days that actually took everything. I made appointments, taught classes, advocated for my health, and pushed through the weight of ADHD, trauma, and survival mode. I'm not asking for anything. I just need to yawp my yawp. A raw, unapologetic shout from someone choosing to be real. Because we’re not broken—we’re overburdened. And maybe you are too. You’re not alone. Yawp on.