Got my diagnosis at 50, 2 years ago. The support for us, even after diagnosis, is pitiful. We were hopelessly neglected and misunderstood in the 70’s and 80’s as we often failed and were punished in school, and it’s no better now society knows the reasons. Zero help for something that’s not our fault. I’m incredibly sad and angry about most of my life.
The diagnosis has only helped me come to terms with my many years of mistreatment.
“I felt broken, then I was formally told I’m broken and that there’s no hope of not being broken, and that’s somehow a good thing”
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Got my diagnosis at 50, 2 years ago. The support for us, even after diagnosis, is pitiful. We were hopelessly neglected and misunderstood in the 70’s and 80’s as we often failed and were punished in school, and it’s no better now society knows the reasons. Zero help for something that’s not our fault. I’m incredibly sad and angry about most of my life.
The diagnosis has only helped me come to terms with my many years of mistreatment.
“I felt broken, then I was formally told I’m broken and that there’s no hope of not being broken, and that’s somehow a good thing”
I can’t say I follow
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