Bent but not broken

My parents chalked it up to teenage malaise and hormones. I knew it was probably something more. A broken brain. That made sense. Of course I had a broken brain. Why wouldn’t I? That seemed like something I would have.

via Bent but not broken.

I can’t tell you how many times I have self-diagnosed with a broken brain. The mood swings, the mental fogginess, the physical sluggishness: all pathological signs and symptoms of a broken brain in my book. I even had tests performed. Yup, tests. Supposedly, my brain performance is within normal range though a bit disorganized. Other tests indicate moderate depression.

On the flip side, this broken brain has allowed me practice empathy and ingenuity. i feel that I see and experience and process the world differently that others and it has allowed me to be who I am and do what I do. So perhaps, my brain isn’t broken, just bent.

On a tangent, pure light becomes a rainbow when bent. Perhaps, I am just shining some color on the world.

That’s my 2 cents 4 u.

❤ A ❤


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