Divergent Diagnosis

One day, my world changed.

People still hate me, but I stopped feeling like it was my fault.

I still get called stupid, but I know they don't understand.

I'm not ashamed of my mistakes anymore. I'm not embarrassed of my own behavior.

I love my mind. I love my passion and ambition. They call it obsession, but it's something far better.

I feel strongly. I laugh loud, and I cry desperately. But now I know that I'm not just "too sensitive."

I am still a living, breathing being.

In truth, nothing changed. But everything makes sense. And I want to embrace my new world