Growing Up Misread

🌘 PART IV —WE WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO EXIST

⭐ START HERE — If You’re New, Read the Introduction First

→ Read the Introduction to We Weren’t Supposed to Exist

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Just a note before we begin:
what follows comes from my body, my lineage, my survival.
If you’re here, read with reciprocity —
not as a consumer, but as a witness.

The Child the System Couldn’t Interpret

If Part III was the story of the language I actually spoke,
Part IV is the story of what happened when that language collided with a world that could only hear in straight lines.

The truth is, I didn’t grow up thinking anything was wrong with me.
Not at first.

I grew up thinking adults simply didn’t listen closely enough.

Because inside myself, things made sense.
Completely.
Effortlessly.
I understood people through tone, through pattern, through subtle shifts other kids seemed to miss.
I felt emotional truth before I could explain it.
I knew things somatically long before I knew them linguistically.

But the world kept telling me I wasn’t understanding anything at all.

And that contradiction — between internal clarity and external disbelief — became the backdrop of my entire childhood.