Introduction: In my book, “The Girl Who Wasn’t Me,” I lay bare the complex layers of my identity shaped under the pseudonym Persephone Grey. Writing this memoir was a way to claim my story—filled with fear, introspection, and the eventual empowerment that storytelling afforded me. Since its publication in 2019, my journey from concealment to acknowledgment has mirrored the transformations I’ve experienced through my life.

The Power of Storytelling: Ever since I was a child, storytelling has been my refuge and strength. It has not only provided an escape from reality but also a means to confront and understand my life’s complexities. Influenced by heartfelt shows like “This Is Us,” I have come to believe in the profound impact that authentic narratives can have on both the storyteller and the audience.

Embracing My Narrative: I chose to publish under a pseudonym initially due to fears of familial repercussions and the vulnerabilities that come with revealing one’s truth. However, embracing my narrative as Persephone Grey, a name I’ve always cherished, symbolizes honoring the person I might have been in another life. This act of naming is my tribute to the innocence and possibilities of the ‘girl who wasn’t me,’ reflecting both who I am and who I could have been.

Dedication and Prologue: My memoir starts with a dedication to the “amazing humans” who’ve been part of my journey, acknowledging those who saw and loved me through my darkest times. The prologue dives into the challenging relationship with my mother, whose undiagnosed Asperger’s syndrome added layers of complexity to our interactions. Growing up without the language to describe or understand these dynamics left me with deep emotional scars, which I explore through the narrative.

Unpacking Past and Therapy: My late 20s brought significant revelations, including my mother’s diagnosis and my own struggles with PTSD, ADHD, and anxiety. These diagnoses opened new pathways for understanding and healing, guiding me through therapies like CBT and DBT. They helped me construct a new mental and emotional toolkit to navigate my past and its ongoing impacts on my life.

The Role of Research and Community: In seeking understanding, I stumbled upon a lone research study that shed light on children like me—neurotypical children of parents on the autism spectrum. This discovery was pivotal, helping me see my experiences through a clearer lens and connecting me with others who shared similar backgrounds. These connections have been both exhilarating and terrifying, as they brought to light the shared pains and resilience among us.

Conclusion: Writing “The Girl Who Wasn’t Me” was not merely an act of recounting past events; it was a process of claiming and understanding my identity. As I prepare to delve into the chapters of my book through upcoming videos, I invite you to join me on this journey of discovery and healing. Together, we can explore the shadows and beauty of our experiences, finding strength in our shared narratives.

Looking Ahead: Join me as I read and discuss each chapter, sharing insights and inviting conversations that I hope will inspire and support others in their own journeys of self-discovery.