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My ADHD
For me, late diagnosis brought both a sense of relief and anger. The relief was short lived but the anger sat with me much longer than it should have. My internal monologue made a constant list of missed opportunities. I had ruminating thoughts of how my life and my children’s lives could have been different.
Eventually, I came to recognize that this was part of a grieving process. I had the understanding that history wouldn’t rewrite itself no matter how many different versions of it I played out in my mind. The anger that weighed me down kept me from finding the peace and self-acceptance I needed to begin healing.
Does this ADHD journey resonate with you?
A mourning period after a later-in-life ADHD diagnosis is something that impacts many in our neurodiverse community. For as common as it may be, it is still a very personal and layered experience for each individual.
My Path doesn't end here
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