I have ADHD and autism, diagnosed quite recently as an adult (after a very intensive diagnostic process, rather than an "ADHD-R-Us" type exercise online, to get that out the way). I really hate the inside of my head most days. Specifically:
- I am very tuned in to how I should be acting in any given situation, which is exhausting. I do it very well - I'm liked, people seem to think well of me, I'm sought out for things socially and professionally - but I'm exhausted. Plus doing so well at these things makes me feel like a fraud for having diagnoses, which then makes it harder to disclose to people.
- I get fixated on rules and other people obeying them or not. Again, exhausting. And I hate myself for it. I also have the adult equivalent of a meltdown when plans change, even in ways which seem harmless or beneficial.
- I skin-pick almost constantly, which is unsightly and occasionally affects me more seriously (eg, at the moment I walk with a limp because I have picked the bottom of one foot raw and bleeding).
- The contrast between areas/times when I function well, and not. I work for myself and am good at leading people, generating good ideas, cutting through BS to find solutions... but I moved house a year ago and haven't updated my driving licence yet. It's on my list for this morning... hence my posting here, instead. I also have a "high processing speed", according to the two psychiatrists I am working with, but the reality of that is that I am like a Ferrari with no brakes and probably no clutch.
- My children. My eldest is probably autistic, that's a whole process I need to start investigating. But because she was lovely and compliant I thought I had this whole parenting thing sussed and tentatively agreed to a second. Which was twins. Who are now toddlers. I really do my best by them but it's bloody hard. Knowing what I know now, I wouldn't have had children.
I'll stop there, in an effort to actually get other things done this morning.