Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.
I had the privilege of sitting down with my daughter, who is 25 years old, to ask her some questions about her life and journey. She lives with autism, bipolar disorder, ADHD, PTSD, intellectual disability, and anxiety. But more importantly, she lives with an incredible heart, unique insights, and a perspective that deserves to be heard.
I wanted to share her voice, in her own way, because too often people see only the labels and not the person.
Please make sure to read my poem after the closing reflections entitled: The Light Between Worlds©️
Getting to Know Her
When I asked her to describe herself, she smiled and gave me four words: caring, kind, loyal, and courageous. She also lit up when she talked about her favorite things — from “Mom’s (who is me) Veggie Stir-Fry with Tofu and her white chocolate chip and chocolate chip cookies” to her favorite color, which “went from green but is now purple,” and her favorite sound, which is “any Indie music. ” Her favorite place is home with Mom and family.
These small joys matter. They’re part of what makes her who she is.
Living With Her Diagnoses
When I asked what autism, bipolar, ADHD, and the rest feel like for her, she was honest: stating that “she doesn’t like that it makes me feel different”.
She shared that the most complex parts of living each day are “not being able to see the people important to me, when I want to see them, it makes me feel depressed, lonely, sad, and left out.” But she also reminded me that support makes a difference — whether it’s family who listen, doctors who take time, or routines that help her feel calm.
Strengths & Coping
My daughter has incredible strength. She talked about what helps her during challenging moments: “writing, taking space, listening to music, talking to those I trust”. She told me about who makes her feel safe and reminded me of the resilience she carries every day.
She also pointed out things she’s good at — talents that people might not expect, such as being a natural comedian and being able to calm others better than she can for herself— and it reminded me that she’s so much more than a list of diagnoses.
Joy & Dreams
When we talked about happiness, she lit up. Her happiest moments come from her favorite hobbies: writing, drawing, and swimming.” If she could design a perfect day, it would include “Talking to people who are nice to me and going to places I like.”
She also shared her dreams for the future: “I want to be able to do the same things that others do, like getting a job. I want to find a way to earn a degree or certificate in psychology to help people.”
And maybe the most powerful thing she said was that what she wants the world to know about people with disabilities is that “We are all different and uniquely special.”
Closing Reflections
I asked her what advice she’d give someone going through hard times. She said: “It’s going to be ok, you can get through it. I got you, I’m here for you and I’m sure others are too.”
As her mother, I walked away from this interview with so much gratitude. She reminded me that people are not defined by their challenges, but by their courage, love, and unique light.
Her story is not one of limitation but of strength, hope, and authenticity.
✨ To anyone reading this, please remember to see the person before the diagnosis. Listen. Ask questions. Celebrate their voice. That’s what I did with my daughter; she gave me wisdom I’ll carry forever. Please stay tuned for my upcoming attempt at self-publishing her story.
The Light Between Worlds©️ by Felina Silver Silver (copyright 2025)
She walks between veils unseen,
where labels dissolve like morning mist,
and only her essence remains—
caring, kind, loyal, courageous—
four stars set in a sky
that refuses to be dimmed.
Her spirit is woven of colors that shift:
once green, now purple—
the hue of transformation,
of quiet magic unfolding.
Her song is not silence,
but indie chords drifting like wind,
a secret language between her heart
and the cosmos listening close.
Yes, she carries many names the world gives—
autism, bipolar, anxiety, and more—
yet none are her.
They are shadows,
and she is flame.
Even when loneliness clings like winter branches,
she summons the sacred tools:
ink that births worlds,
melodies that soften storms,
trust that shelters like a hidden temple.
Laughter spills from her,
an alchemy that turns sorrow
into something golden.
She is healer and mystic,
gifted in calming others
as if she channels a river
too vast to use for herself.
Her dreams rise like dawn—
a path toward wisdom,
to sit with souls and remind them
they are not alone.
A scholar of hearts,
a seeker of truths,
her vision is a flame that will not be extinguished.
And when she speaks to the weary,
her words are incantations:
It will be okay.
You will endure.
I walk beside you.
Others do too.
In this, she is oracle—
teaching the ancient law:
that every being is a constellation,
different, radiant, unrepeatable.
See her not through glass of diagnosis,
but through the shimmering lens of soul.
For she is not bound by names—
she is the Light Between Worlds,
and she shines.

Leave a comment