My mental health has always been in a precarious balance, and a pile up of life situations in the summer of 2022 caused me to go into a bad mental spiral. Thanks to my husband, my doctor, and my inherent need to research any topic, I made a shocking discovery.
I am neurodivergent.
I have ADHD and dyspraxia, combined with anxiety and depression. I have autistic tendencies, but do not test in the autistic spectrum enough for a diagnosis of autism.
I have always been this way. As a child, I learned to cope with my odd brain patterns and thought processes. I also assumed everyone’s brain operated the way that mine did, and that everyone had a stream of thoughts and a little rambling inner monologue in their heads at all times.
As an late-diagnosed adult, I am reveling in the happiness that comes from self-discovery and self-acceptance. I embrace me weirdness. I love it. I am unique. And my ADHD brain is a wonder and a strength.
Hannah Adamson 