Perpetually overwhelmed. Terrifying when it peaks.
Most days your head is a browser with forty tabs and no idea which one's playing the music. You look scattered, apologize a lot, and quietly do more thinking than anyone credits you for. The Eye sees the pattern nobody else waits around for: your power only shows up at maximum overwhelm — you're brilliant precisely at the moment you're sure you're falling apart. The headache isn't the malfunction. It's the charge-up.
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