I am a forgetful person – especially when it comes to dates – but I’ll always remember 2021. It’s the year I finally met myself. That is, the version of me that I know has ADHD. Actual age at time of discovery? 39.
This revelation has done a lot for my self-esteem, relationships, work and social life – which isn’t to say that I haven’t spent time mourning what could have been if I’d known sooner. Mostly, though, I’ve felt overwhelming relief.
I had been cataloguing my ‘deficits’ for years. A lifetime of showing up late, losing things, weeping and raging uncontrollably, forgetting everything, accomplishing nothing.
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