Hacking My Brain
I have long since accepted that my brain does not work like other people’s. I think in some ways I’ve known it since grade school, when I preferred reading during free play over playing with toys. Or when other kids came to me for help with their homework or understanding a lesson, but I was teased for not knowing cool trends or fashion or having crushes on the right people. When I couldn’t focus in or study for boring history classes but I could ace an English essay I wrote over my lunch period...