Neurodivergent is not a term that I ever would have used to describe myself. I actually thought I was pretty ‘normal’. I function in the world fairly well, most of the time, and so I have never questioned whether or not I might be neurodivergent.
But then one day, in a strange juxtaposition of events – two conversations with two totally different people back to back – an epiphany occurred, and the effect of this epiphany has rippled through the generations of my family in a remarkable way.