After a lot of deliberation and sleep lost to late-night researching, I made the decision to book a skype appointment with a psychiatrist specialising in adult ADHD. (Yes, it was pricy. Yes, I'd been to the GP about it beforehand. They told me it was probably just anxiety and I couldn't be referred.)
I've always felt different from other people (although I'm sure everyone does
) and that I can't seem to function at the same maturity level. I'm 22, and even though I'm in full time work I'm single and still living with my mum. I struggled with my work load from p5 onwards, and even though my teachers said I was capable and clever enough I struggled to do my homework, remember forms, or focus in class.
This all eventually culminated in me being kicked out of my Social Sciences course in college, lying to my family out of shame for the rest of the year, and wandering Glasgow alone using the dwindling funds I had left. It was the most shameful period of my life.
During this time my self esteem was critically low and I ended up having to go to CBT to help me cope. I participated during sessions but found the worksheets overwhelming and didn't complete all of them. I also lied to my therapist about doing well in college because she was very encouraging and happy I had an interest in psychology, too. I know this was wrong of me and it was only hurting my recovery.
So. The appointment. At the end the psychiatrist concluded that I likely had inattentive-ADHD, and I'd just need some physical tests to rule out any hormone issues, blah blah. For the first few days I felt elated, then guilty, then doubtful, and now... Disbelieving.
I've been over-analysing my behaviour in the two weeks since. Catching myself when I forget things or space out, and then fretting that because I'm aware of it now I must be doing it on purpose? I'm fretting over the idea that I manipulated the psychiatrist, that I've been playing up my symptoms as an excuse, that I'm just lazy and an overthinker and would rather label myself than get better.
So, tldr; Have you ever gotten a mental health diagnosis and then worried that you were faking it? Or you've been misdiagnosed? How did you handle it? It's driving me nuts! 
(Sorry if this is a mess, I just really need to vent I think
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