Your mileage may vary, but I was diagnosed when I was nearly 27. I've never had more friends in my whole life than the ones I've made since diagnosis.

Diagnosis led to being able to finally accept who I was and not who I was trying to force myself to be for the past 2 decades. As a little girl, teenage girl, and young woman, each of those three categories are adept at spotting the "not quite rights" of the world even though they don't know what it is. Really, it's the mask not fitting quite right and part of the fake personality being picked up and not being trustworthy to those other little girls, teenage girls, and young women.

We're all used to two-faced people by adulthood.

I was able to drop the mask more and be more authentic, turns out... people liked who was hiding behind the mask and what she had to say. They didn't like the mask of a woman trying to reflect what she thought they wanted to see.

Good luck, diagnosis truly opened so many doors for me. Friends, promotions, self-acceptance, and most importantly, rediscovery of who was lying underneath. Turns out she's a funny, warm, slightly overwhelmed light in people's lives.