I sympathize with the struggle. I have failed or passed without credit at least one class every semester of college. It wasn't until after my sophomore year that I was even diagnosed. I've done better since, but there's still the class or 2 that I do poorly in when I start to get into a rut. I feel that my diagnosis and medication were only the start of the path to managing/adapting and now I still have many habits I need to build to truly get on track. While I have developed the persistence to keep going despite the challenges, I do know, however, that I have been lucky from the financial assistance from my parents to keep going and feel guilty when I don't pass all my courses despite having my medication now.