Too Much

The Prompt

Write a poem built from the thoughts you never speak.

As a neurodivergent young woman, I have learned a lot.

Like how loud everything is.

how when it's loud I am the only one that can hear the buzzing of lights or kitchen appliances.

How because I am labeled as High fumctioning. I don't need lots of support . But at the same time I will always need support.

How I wil never be fully indepdent.

Have my own business.

Write a book or two.

I can if I put my mind to it they say.

But I will always need help and support.

I don't mind but at the same time I do.

Everyone worries about me.

Don't realize I am smarter than they think.

I wish they knew how capable I am.

I wish they know I'm trying.

It can be too much.

I feel like I am a burden even though I can do lots for myself. I also can't drive or do my own taxes or other adult things.

I am seen as incompetent by some even if I have a service dog, two jobs and working towards a college cerficate.

I work hard to prove others wrong.

It is too much some days.

I worry about my capapblities and my future.

I worry about if i can be what I want to be or if I will be anything at all.

Too much is tiring.

Too disabled to be on my own

yet not disabled enough for full support needs.