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Speaking of nerfs, I found out that I was/am ADHD in my final semester of college.
How did it feel to get a diagnosis, if you don't mind me asking?
Imagine that for your entire life you felt there was something different about you, that there was a gulf between you and most other people and that you felt alone. And then you finally know that not only was it not your imagination, you now know why you felt different. And you no longer feel as alone anymore. You know that there are others that are a lot like you. You look back and a lot of things about your life click into place whereas they didn't before. It fundamentally changed how I saw myself and those around me because it gave me insight into how my mind works and how my mind is different than most peoples' in more concrete and less anecdotal terms. And it allowed me to be more compassionate toward myself. For a long time I felt like I didn't live up to the expectations of others because of a personality flaw. And I realized the full extent of how much abuse I had undergone because of those expectations. I did the best that I could and people often gave me the impression that was never good enough.
Wow, that hit hard. Thanks for taking the time to type that out.