I always got called out for being weird throughout my life but NOBODY ever mentioned to me they thought I was so I just got exhausted of being misunderstood and misinterpreted sometimes and tried learning the social etiquette my entire life, somethings I don’t necessarily agree but I do it anyway and try understanding others doing for the sake of fitting in and I just got quite used to it, miserable at times yes, but it’s become my life all of that and any quirkness I just assumed to be due to having more individuality than others since no one ever questioned me directly if I had anything other than just plainly calling me weird. I’ve honestly been hopeless with life more than I’d like to admit so I’m not sure how I’m going to process all of this, I figured if anyone could understand or relate to this life experience I have would be others diagnosed as well, has it been like this for everyone here and felt this same way when diagnosed (for those who were diagnosed after already becoming adults)? I’m overwhelmed and needed to talk to someone about this but I have no one other than my psychologist however I’m not comfortable discussing it with her right now about it and since Lemmy is semi-anonymous/anonymous I feel a bit more inclined to talk about it here 😞
In my 50s, just realised and self diagnosed in the last few months. Also feeling a bit lost, life would have been so much easier if I’d been diagnosed forty years ago. I feel like everybody else knew and didn’t tell me.
That’s the kind of thoughts I have been thinking of a lot, my life would’ve been a lot less stressful too had I known when I was in either primary or high school