hyperlexy.bsky.social
hyperlexic neurodivergent ramblings of a mixed-up mixed girl (& occasional random song lyrics — pls sing along)
fwiw, (not much) i’m a registered nurse, and i’m kinda smart, and i generally know a bit about what i’m talking about.
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I snorted and then remembered telling my kids that my room is a quiet space today and there’s no talking allowed in my bedroom.
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I think it’s bc I have youngest sibling syndrome and I learned that if I couldn’t beat em, troll em. But now I use those powers for good.
I’ve annoyed countless phone scammers into hanging up on me… and then called back.
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No but this sounds like a potentially very entertaining conversation to be had.
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Wrinkles and gray hair are a sign of a life well-lived.
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Haha good, well earned!
Thankfully, there are no harmful residual effects from big-smile-face-hurty, as far as I know.
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“Psychiatry does IMMENSE harm… AND it also saves lives.”
THIS.
I feel like I have a tendency to avoid stating or acknowledging the obvious, and I do get in “trouble” for that. I double-triple-down on the lesser acknowledged bits out of frustration.
But yes, it’s absolutely a double-edged sword.
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GO HEAD BE GONE WIT IT 👏🏽
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« Why did you dye your hair blue? »
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I can’t decide if this is painfully hilarious or painfully disheartening.
Painfully accurate, either way.
Leaning towards painfully hilarious bc my trauma taught me to cope with humor.
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… That’s quite hilarious, actually.
And accurate.
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Don’t get admitted 🎵
Don’t get admitted 🎶
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Me, working as an adolescent psych nurse, while my husband told me I couldn’t bring them all home.
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It’s always the people closest to me, the people who remind me most of my primary caregivers.
But it’s me.
They’re not the problem.
It’s ME… for welcoming them in and allowing them to stay and sacrificing my sanity and comfort… all for their immaturity and inability to respond appropriately.
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Okay but this is all so incredibly QUOTABLE.
So much of my ability to advocate for myself and others stems from my ability to access and borrow the words of those who’ve already figured out how to say what needs to be said.
Borrowed scripts. You have very good scripts for borrowing.
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Coming back to this today to listen on lunch break.
Also, I’d like to say again how much I appreciate you sharing this story. And it’s so relatable, thorough, and well explained.
Also, I fought for years against bipolar d/o and said it didn’t make sense for me, and I was gaslit so bad.
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I want to sit alone in a box somewhere.
Dark. Empty.
No sensory stimulus.
No demands.
For at least several hours in a row.
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Thank you 🥰
I think I ought to start trying.
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Me too. It’s gotta come out somehow.
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It’s a whole entire feeling. I woke up one day and I said, I need to paint this out. And then I did.
It was a rather sad series, but these were my favorites.
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Not me spilling my guts in the middle of the night to complete strangers online.
Well. It’s about time, maybe.
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It was a series of paintings that night actually.
Visual representation of how it felt on the inside to have emotions long buried resurfacing.
Only a couple weeks later I had the first dream that hinted at something terrible that had been repressed.
Three years later, still running from it.
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I wish there was greater awareness surrounding the level of damage that can occur from misinformed, misled, undereducated, or outright negligent mental health providers. Maybe it wouldn’t change a lot, but maybe it would give back to patients some sense of agency.
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I get that. I’ve heard a lot of negative experiences too. And I don’t think I ever realized how blessed I was to have the teachers we had, who took their jobs seriously and put their heart and soul into the program. It was my favorite thing about school and gave me a sense of self worth.
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I had 3 (one in elementary, one for 5/6th grade social studies, one for 7/8th grade reading/LA).
My 7/8th grade teacher changed my life. She went to bat for us. She let us vent for a whole entire class period when we needed it. She let us do state testing on pillows on the floor. She was something.
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I make a conscious and purposeful effort to pay attention to the spelling of names. I’m generally very good at pronunciation. You can imagine how much Alexis gets butchered (which doesn’t really make sense, I think).
But yeah I definitely added a whole letter, never even noticed. Brains are funny.
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“And that was the first time a mental health professional did me harm.”
Oh man. I felt that in my body. That hurted. 🔪
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(That said yes we were all neurodivergent and I think the school intended just to keep us busy, but we really had amazing teachers.)
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I started listening and I’m already relating hardcore.
I do have to say that my gifted and talented teachers did a lot to stimulate our minds and challenge us and foster a love for lifelong learning and curiosity. I will probably have more commentary later but so far I’m already loving it, thnx!
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I’ve been mispronouncing your name in my head for an embarrassing amount of time bc I added a nonexistent H.
Good looking out.
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That said, I don’t lose much sleep over any of it anymore bc I’ve learned most people have long forgotten my social flubs, and if they’re still fixated on how I behaved in school decades ago…
Wow, they’re an even bigger loser than I am. 😏
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Same. I appreciate your knowledge and experience and expertise. And agreed… so many humans to learn from on Bluesky.
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This is amazing.
Skeets all day.
On Bluesky. Not like Lil Jon.