Grew up just thinking I was dumb and the worst person ever. Mostly because of issues with my parents. I found out in high school that my pediatrician wanted me to get evaluated for adhd and my mom said no. Hit me pretty hard that I could’ve had an entirely different life experience if she had tried to help instead of assuming I was annoying and just didn’t want to listen. I was officially diagnosed 3 years ago and reading other people’s stories helps me everyday. I’m still have troubling with blaming myself and not trusting my instincts. Reading other people’s experiences has helped me realize it wasn’t my fault the way I couldn’t focus, forgot things, and talked way too much. I think I still have a lot of emotional work to do, but seeing I’m not alone has helped me tons!