The word felt loaded with assumptions I never agreed to: exceptionalism, elitism, overachievement, even ease. None of these described my inner world...

I actually had the option of running down the stairs and out into the street, screaming. Yet when I actually considered doing so, I decided against it because I reasoned that it seemed highly unlikely to solve any problem that I was experiencing, and indeed appeared to risk creating more problems instead.

The human soul does not reorganize itself to meet billing cycles. Sometimes “what just is" resides in liminal spaces.

For the gifted individual, identity is thus a “fractal” phenomenon, in the sense that “selfhood” exists in layers.

Is normal good? Self-stigma from not being normal can make healing or growth difficult. This essay reframes the conversation.

Recently, I posed the question: why are we called Bloomers? The responses were as varied as they were delightful

Each system in the body’s orchestra plays a critical role, and even when the conductor falters, balance and harmony can still be pursued.

growth and recovery become acts of self-care, where individuals can heal without feeling pressured to meet external expectations

There it was - finally proof that I was intuiting correctly. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve been dismissed or told that I was crazy.

There is undoubtedly an overlap between giftedness and high IQ.

It’s about tuning in to your child’s world and making sure they feel like they belong in it.

How many of us gifted pattern-finders and meaning-makers have been accused of magical thinking or something similar such as apophenia?

And gosh, I could say that giftedness intensifies the complexity of the already complex.

Do not apologize for your intensities. For your fears. You are big. And lush. And multilayered. Like a Duff Goldman birthday cake.

So, from head-to-toe, a gifted person is different in a variety of ways, and certainly in how their neurology compares to neurotypical peers

When my neurodivergent research kept resonating with me, I sought an assessment to ‘reality test’ my ideas, thoughts, and intuitions.

Did I just want to think of myself as special? What if I preferred to hide and stay a misfit for the remainder of my life?

Sharing how the journey started and the joys and struggles along the way.

Readers of this blog will know that I occasionally report nighttime dreams here, with interpretations that may be more or less elaborate.

Figuring my own gifted needs has taken dozens and dozens of Perception checks, Wisdom saving throws and Investigation rolls.