Getting a diagnosis of attention-deficit/hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) at age 26 triggered an overwhelming flood of emotions and thoughts.
In some ways, it has been incredibly relieving. I’m able to understand myself more deeply, I can acknowledge that I am actually different and not just “failing” at things others seem to be able to do with ease and that some of my favorite parts about myself — hi, creativity — are due to it.
But looking inside this relief, it’s clear I feel this way because I have a lot of emotional baggage to sort through from over two decades of being misunderstood by myself and others.
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