“Wired for Wonder”

I used to think I was broken.

I thought I was just bad at being human—messy, forgetful, emotional, never quite fitting in.

What I didn’t know then was that my brain was just different.

And that difference has shaped every part of me.

As a child, I was boxed in—literally and figuratively.

Isolated in classrooms, restrained at desks, punished for the very traits that were trying to help me survive.

No one saw the girl who was trying so hard.

They just saw a problem.

Now I know:

It wasn’t laziness.

It wasn’t failure.

It was ADHD.

It was neurodivergence.

And it was also imagination, creativity, and deep emotional intelligence trying to bloom in a world that didn’t know how to hold it.

If any of this rings true for you—if you were that girl, or are parenting that child now—

this post, this reel, this moment… is for you.

You are not broken.

You were never broken.

You are beautifully wired for wonder.

Journal Prompts:

When did you first feel “different,” and how was it treated by others?

What coping strategies did you develop as a child that actually came from brilliance or self-protection?

What does your imagination give you that structure cannot?

What do you wish someone had said to younger you? Say it now.

What part of your neurodivergence are you learning to love?

How can you honor the creativity or insight that’s always been inside you?