At 14, it's like a prized term I've been looking for.
Yet for most of my life, I've been looking for what can explain something within me that made me not able to relate to too many humans...
... Yet neurodiversity did not provide enough. Because what I've been looking for was a form of internal neurological bias, born from whatever temperament, early development and biology.
Autism, ADHD, learning disabilities, developmental or cognitive issues, etc. It does not explain.
Even to make it more inclusive, mental illnesses and personality disorders could not explain what I've been looking for.
Even going beyond neurodivergent being and states, NTs and allistics cannot. Usual causes and effect of experiences, adversities and ideals cannot. Not even the usual 'reactions' from any circumstances...
Nothing is explaining what my case is about. Nothing is helping me hint where and how my needs are met.
At 30, it's lost meaning now I've seen and got what I've been looking for. That I finally had a hint after all these years.
In the end, what I'm pursuing is never about neurodiversity...
... Only that neurodiversity, to me, was a promise that something I've been looking for could be explained and help me.
It did not.
All my interest died along with the discovery of the explanation of what I've been looking for.
In a real sense, I outgrown the need for it.
And I think...
Overtime, since 2025 Christmas, everything related to it is slowly dissolving from me. Because nothing is sustaining me from ever looking at the word neurodiversity anymore.
Slowly but surely... The community, the concept... Even the mission or purpose of it.
Eventually, the thought around the word and how that applies me, my situation, etc. would shelved within the recesses of my mind.
I'd still root for team neurodiversity when it came to the grander scheme of things.
Yet it is no longer as personal to me.