The dated markers that actually matter — where the impairment started, where the breakthrough happened, and what's been built since. Not a full log; that lives in the Life Themes Puzzle workbook. This is the spine.
In a fit of rage, my mother pinned me to the ground on the sidewalk in front of our home and bashed my head against the concrete. She was pulled over by police while driving me to the hospital. Banana.
Home from school after a half-day of kindergarten. My mother set fire to our home; I believe she was attempting to kill me. I did not speak for several months afterward.
Severe childhood trauma — sexual, emotional, psychological, and physical. Continued into the teenage years.
Graduate-educated, high-achieving, wide-ranging — despite everything underneath. Could read, hold complex ideas, and work at full capacity.
The actual line between before and after. Cognitive function changed — reading, holding complex ideas without visual aids, and memory were all affected, and haven't fully recovered since.
Came after the COVID cognitive change, before this site. Reframes some of the earlier executive-function and masking patterns as older than 2020, not just caused by it.
Realized the lifelong struggle was never intelligence — it was trauma- and COVID-affected executive function. Started using Claude as an external executive-function scaffold instead of trying to push through alone.
Built the working system for capturing and organizing life experience into themes — including opening Trauma and Recovery as its own category.
Registered ainnemorris.com, built and named this site, and opened the Humor and Wetware topics — live experiments in what the AI partnership actually does and doesn't do.
A working list of specific events, added as they come up — approximate ages and years both work; ages get converted against a birth date of May 14, 1964.
In a fit of rage, my mother pinned me to the ground on the sidewalk in front of our home and bashed my head against the concrete. She was pulled over by police while driving me to the hospital. Banana.
Home from school after a half-day of kindergarten. My mother set fire to our home. I believe she was attempting to kill me. I did not speak for several months afterward. For days at a time, I lay in the fetal position under a piece of furniture.