No, sorry, please stop calling it a superpower. It isn’t. It’s a deficit causing disadvantage. I feel it every single day.
Sure, sometimes it makes me kind, considerate, and helpful. But those are not powers. That’s just being an ordinary decent human being.
I have no super abilities. I rely on a hormonal injection every three months just to bring me up to merely normal, and even that doesn’t really work.
My life is characterised by lethargy, self-doubt, brain fog, distraction, and disinterest. These are deficits, and they’re significant. They render me mentally immobile.
The only reason I have achieved anything at all in life is due to my partial reliance on a true Superpower, the One, Allah, God, Creator of all things, visible or invisible.
Were it not for God’s immeasurable generosity, I could not have achieved anything in life. That’s the reality of this thing well-meaning advocates insist on calling a superpower.
In truth, it’s anything but.
Last modified: 1 November 2024
