We share our stories with you to educate you, to echo the experiences of your children, your friends, your partner, your neighbors, your coworkers and your relatives; those who are sensory and hiding in plain sight. We speak for those among our ranks who are too young to express what they’re experiencing and need a voice. We share our stories to remind one another within our community that we’re not alone. We explain the complexities of our differences so that we can help others who are just coming to their senses realize the unknown thing they’ve been coping with for years has a name.
Personally, I tell my story to honor the little girl within me who didn’t know why she was so sensitive, particular and scared. I like thinking that somewhere back through the viscous haze of time, she feels the energy of me, her adult self, sidling up to her, putting her arm around her, and saying – quite appropriately, I might add – me too.
(One final note: if your “me too” moment is something else – if it’s an awakening because of something you’ve read about sensory issues, if it’s an epiphany – an ah-hah moment, if it’s the very thing that explains some unknown something that you’ve lived with for decades, you know where to find me.)