Words Are Power
Words Are Power
I began this blog during my undergraduate degree in 2016. It was my safe space then, and it is my safe space now.
Visit My Substack: NeuroNarratives
My name is Jennifer Poyntz. I am thirty-one years old and I live in Ireland. I have ADHD and am autistic. I have a chronic illness that means I don’t produce enough cortisol. I’ve spent the last few years trying very hard to learn what I consider stressful as an AuDHD person, and how to keep myself level and alive. This, like all things, is made easier because of writing. I want to be a writer. A fiction writer. Or, I guess, I am because I do write. But I want to be an author. I also want to be an academic and to continue to build my career, which is in disability advocacy. I’m currently in the early stages of a PhD at Trinity College Dublin. I’m also presently feeling as though I might get lost in the early stages of my PhD because my health slows my progress each year. Still, I love it, and so I do it.
And what’s my research on, I hear the empty audience asking? Narratives. Specifically, the narratives of AuDHD women as they describe their experiences with advocating for themselves. And so, with this academic and entirely personal interest, Neuro Narratives was born. Here I shall lay bare what I do have authority to speak over – my narrative. My story. And who knows, maybe someday, people will listen.
Until next time.
J. Poyntz x
2020: Let's Celebrate Survival
If you take one experience from this year, if you ask one more hurdle of your mind, ask yourself to live with the potential for love, rather than the expectation for hate.Perhaps this year has brought you to your knees and you laugh at the concept of having survived in one piece. If so, I want to take this opportunity to bow before you and acknowledge how hard it is to remain consistently strong in a world that demands an endless supply of giving. I hope you can progress and let down the heaviness of this year in time. For now, I will hold the pride for you, for your life until you can bring yourself to carry that torch for yourself because by God, you deserve it.
For a Friend Who has Forgotten Their Magic
Yet here is what I can do; I can remind them that they are magic to every life they touch. This is a shout of love into the void of pain, reminding you, my beloved friend, that to feel alone is but an illusion. You will never stand alone, you always have me. I will be your fortitude, your crutch and your cheerleader whenever the need arises. I cannot solve your problems, but I will ensure that you do not face them alone.
You’re Doing Better Than You Think, I Promise
‘You are meaner than your demons, colder than your pain and braver than your last thought.’
3 Lessons 2017 Taught Me
Break down those mental constraints. Kill the voice in your mind that lies that you're not good enough. Destroy what is evil without mercy.

