I’m Coming Out (of the Neurodivergent Closet)

For most of my life, I built in silence — masking, managing, fitting myself into systems that never fit me.
Now, I’m done hiding.

I’m coming out.
Not as broken. Not as brave.
But as wired differently by design.

Neurodivergence isn’t something I “cope with.”
It’s the operating system that made all of this possible — the sensitivity that reads signal in chaos, the intensity that forges worlds from obsession.

When Mark showed up with hoodies, jackets, and hats bearing the DAVID crest, I felt something new: pride.
Not ego. Not superiority.
Just pride in existence — that what once lived in my head now walks around in the world.

And yet, even in that pride, humility follows close behind.
Because what is talent but God-given?
How can I take credit for a gift I was entrusted with?

All I can do is honour it.
To build with it.
To serve through it.

That’s what this “coming out” really is — not a declaration of difference, but a decision to live in alignment with it.
No more hiding, masking, or diluting.
I’m done apologising for how I was built.

This is me, unmasked.
Wired for signal.
Crowned in humility.
Coming out of the neurodivergent closet — and into my sovereignty.

I’m only 5’5”, but right now… I’m the tallest I’ve ever been.