Missdiagnosed

01/28/2026

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Before Daryl Hannah was known for her film career, she was a young autistic child navigating a world that didn’t understand her.

She was diagnosed as autistic in childhood, at a time when autism was heavily medicalised and misunderstood.

Doctors recommended she be medicated and institutionalised - not because she was broken, but because her way of being didn’t fit what was expected.

Her mother refused.

Instead of accepting that her daughter needed to be “managed” or removed from society, she chose a change in environment.

She moved Daryl to Jamaica, away from the systems that saw autism as something to suppress, and towards a life with more space, less pressure, and fewer demands to perform normality.

Daryl has spoken openly about being extremely shy as a child, struggling with social interaction, and finding the world overwhelming.

She often retreated inward. Not because she didn’t care - but because too much input, too much expectation, and too little understanding can make survival the priority.

What stands out isn’t a “success despite autism” narrative.

It’s that she was allowed to exist without being institutionalised, medicated into compliance, or erased.

01/28/2026

The worst mistake my abusers made was to abuse a writer.

Baby, I’m going to tell it allllllll.

You thought silence would protect you.

You thought shame would keep me quiet.

But words are how I survive, how I heal, how I expose truth.

Every manipulation, every lie, every moment you tried to break me lives in my memory with detail.

I didn’t forget.
I processed.

And now I have language.

Stories don’t need permission.
Truth doesn’t need approval.

I’m not telling it for revenge.
I’m telling it for clarity, healing, and the women who felt crazy reading this and finally felt seen.

You underestimated my voice.

That was your last mistake.

01/23/2026

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01/23/2026

When others might have given up on me or made me doubt myself, he stayed by my side and gently reminded me of my strength and inner beauty, even when I couldn’t feel it myself.

P.S. This was the song we danced to at our wedding! Lovers Rock Tour she was like a Queen on stage. Love

01/22/2026

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01/22/2026

We lost a sister!! 🙏🙏

This morning we are without a cherished endo sister. Someone who amidst her own pain always fought to inspire and change our endometriosis community.
Rachel you were smart, intelligent, funny and kind. You listened to others, you felt this world so deeply with your heart. Our Marches and our mountain time recharged my soul and when I wanted to give up I always saw your quotes and poems online.

We do not give enough attention to mental health, to nourishing those in the depths of grief over their bodies and chronic disease.

01/22/2026

One of the most damaging lies survivors are fed is this:

“If you just explained it better, they would understand.”

But here’s the truth most people never say out loud.

They did understand.

They heard the words.
They saw the pain.
They knew something was wrong.

And they chose neutrality anyway.

Not because they were confused.
Because accountability would have required action.
Discomfort.
Loss of image.
Admitting they failed you.

So instead, they reframed you.
Minimised it.
Asked what you did.
Suggested staying neutral.
Suggested forgiveness.
Suggested silence.

That wasn’t misunderstanding.
That was self-protection.

And when you finally stop explaining,
stop justifying,
stop performing clarity for people invested in denial,
you don’t disappear.

You become unmanageable.

That’s why they say you’ve changed.

01/22/2026

💜 Indeed 💜