Asenath
New Member
I was just diagnosed last month, at forty three. It's a weird experience, re-evaluating my whole life.
There's anger, because I had no support for the condition. I've been a perpetual disappointment to my mother, and even knowing why now, she's still condescending and abrasive. But there's relief, too, knowing that my inability to understand workplace politics or get along with most people isn't my fault.
I'm still digesting it.
There's anger, because I had no support for the condition. I've been a perpetual disappointment to my mother, and even knowing why now, she's still condescending and abrasive. But there's relief, too, knowing that my inability to understand workplace politics or get along with most people isn't my fault.
I'm still digesting it.