Suzanne's Story

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I didn’t know I was neurodivergent until I was 50.

For decades, I used kindness as an armour—against bullying, isolation, and the constant pressure to “act normal.”

 

I didn’t realise it was armour. I just knew that being gentle felt safer than being seen.

I was bullied throughout school. I masked everything—my intensity, my creativity, my difference. Kindness became my shield, my survival strategy. But it wasn’t until I was diagnosed with ADHD and Autism that I understood: kindness wasn’t weakness. It was my rebellion.

 

So I am creating Kindness in Motion.
With Felicia and Bugsy as mascots.
 

With stickers as currency for courage.
 

With a manifesto that dances between glitter and grief.

 

To every creator who’s been dismissed, shamed, or silenced—you belong here.
To every person who’s used kindness to survive—you’re not weak. You’re revolutionary.