Blame The Blueprint

Finally Having Language for Myself

I was diagnosed as neurodivergent at 41, after a lifetime of knowing my experience was different without fully understanding why. In this episode, I share the explanations I explored, what led me to seek an assessment, and what it felt like to finally have language for myself. I’m sharing my experience for anyone who relates and wants to explore what understanding their own brain might look like.

Pardon my inability to retrieve the word, accomplishments, twice over. 😂

A book clarification: I mention The Highly Sensitive Person by Elaine N. Aron in the recording, but the book I was also trying to remember was Whose Stuff Is This? by Yvonne Perry.

Books:

• The Highly Sensitive Person — Elaine N. Aron

https://hsperson.com/books/the-highly-sensitive-person/

• Whose Stuff Is This? — Yvonne Perry

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/10359243-whose-stuff-is-this

The assessment provider I mention is Prosper Health:

https://www.prosperhealth.io/

I did not use Prosper for my own assessment; mine was completed in person.

At some point, “I know I can handle it” became a really convenient reason to never ask whether I should have to. Decades of hypervigilance left me defaulted to a damn near flawless level of automated execution, at a heavy price to my body, mind and spirit.

Being capable doesn’t mean being limitless.

Being certain doesn’t mean knowing everything. Knowing that you could push through something doesn’t answer the question that probably matters more:

What is it costing you?

Episode 3 is my first solo episode of Blame the Blueprint, and I'm getting into capacity, comparison, strong preferences, identity, reinvention, and the weird ways we measure ourselves against other people—and against versions of ourselves that may not even exist anymore.

Because sometimes the problem isn’t that you need to try harder.

Sometimes you need enough room to notice what you’re actually asking of yourself.

This episode is also a bit of a transition for the show. The first two episodes were conversations. This one is just me, before coffee and the particular collection of branches my brain decided we needed to climb that morning.

And honestly?

That’s closer to where Blame the Blueprint is going.

This isn’t a show about arriving with all the answers.

It’s about looking at the programming we’ve inherited—the expectations, rules, identities, relationships, definitions of success, and endless list of things we’re apparently “supposed” to be—and asking:

Who taught me that?
Does it still fit?
And if it doesn’t, what am I going to do about it?

Keep what works. Question what doesn’t.

Take responsibility for what you build next.

Welcome to life without a co-signer.

In Episode 2 of Blame the Blueprint, we dive deep into music, culture, and what it actually takes to find real connection.

We talk about the sheer absurdity of someone not knowing basic music history like The Beatles, why so much of modern social media feels completely vapid, and how humor becomes our best tool for processing grief and heavy life events. From family dynamics to cutting through surface noise, this is an unfiltered, honest conversation about staying grounded and unlearning old scripts.

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​What happens when you look back at the "blueprints" of how you were raised? In this premiere episode, a late-night phone call turns into a candid, hilarious look at childhood food rules, northeastern winter dread, and the 1990s phenomenon of "storm milk." We dive into the struggle of forced childhood mealtime habits—from soggy cereal to Friday night pea soup—and wrap up with a very skeptical debate on modern vegetarianism and hiding nose-to-tail organ powders in coffee and electrolyte drinks. No scripts, no polished self-help advice—just real conversations about the patterns we inherit and what we do with them today.

Views and opinions are our own, there are no paid promotions. Please note that the author to the book referenced was misattributed. It was written by Gary J Bishop, not Mark Manson. .