Namechanged. As title - just that really. After dithering for literally years I'm finally waiting for an ADHD assessment.
I spoke to DH about it and have been really emotional about it all which has taken me by surprise. I talked to a close friend about it yesterday and even she was surprised because I'm not a hyperactive boy, I've achieved lots of things, I'm in my forties, have a family.
But honestly, I'm in chaos all the time. Life is just endlessly stressful and I'm exhausted by hiding how hard everything is, from minding what I say, from stopping myself talking all the time, from not being able to do anything I'm not interested in even when I need to. Exhausted from never doing the things I intend to do, living in chaos, living off junk food, fucking up my career, obsessively gaming. Doing endless courses in things that interest me, getting qualifications, then never using them because I just don't know how to do the admin and bs.
I don't know if I'm more scared of being diagnosed or told I don't have it. I kept everything spinning until I had a child and then it all went wrong. I suspect my husband is neurodiverse too but in a different way. He was surprisingly ok when I told him about the assessment but I feel like a lazy failure, an excuse maker, a broken thing. The fact I mask it all almost makes it worse because I'm scared the psych will just say, there's no way you could have done X / Y / Z if you had ADHD.
I'm just so tired of finding it all so hard; that absolute idiots can do things effortlessly that I find so difficult.
Please don't be offended but I hope someone knows what I mean. I don't know whether to just cancel it and muddle on. I don't know if a diagnosis will effect my work negatively, I probably can't take medication because of my family history of heart stuff. Is there even any point doing it? I know that ADHD specific strategies can be helpful (e.g. timers rule my life) and I would like to learn more. I don't know if a diagnosis will make me feel an even greater failure or help me be less unkind to myself.