#finallydiagnosed

I'd originally come here to moan about the NHS.

Well, it's taken its sweet time but I made it. I have my diagnosis.

Apparently, I have ADHD with autistic traits, but not enough to warrant a diagnosis.

I don't know how I feel, bc this was exactly what I thought I had.

What I'd objectively diagnosed myself with.

I knew it.

Like the burden of everyone around me gaslighting has been lifted off my shoulders. Now I want to call each and every one of my non-believers and curse them.

But at the same time, it's nice. It feels like a soft pillow on my vertical face, there at all times. Like the dog falling asleep on the bus.

It's like... a lighter feeling? I can't say it's good or bad but it's just there and there's no lump in my throat anymore?

It's an interesting feeling.

I'll look into the medication soon.

I can't believe it but things might just get... easier?

I can't believe this is the 4th time I'm saying this this month - nothing will be the same.