After years of feeling different, months of burnout and a long search for answers, I finally sat down for an assessment that would change the way I understood my entire life.
By that point, I was exhausted from trying to work out what was happening to me.
I'd spent months questioning everything.
Anxiety.
Depression.
OCD.
Psychosis.
Bipolar disorder.
Whether something was seriously wrong with me.
I'd waited seven months for a psychiatrist appointment and walked away feeling more confused than when I'd gone in.
Then my psychologist asked me a question I hadn't really considered before.
Had I ever thought about autism?
That question sent me down a completely different path.
This time, the questions felt different
I was referred to a clinic that specialised in ADHD and autism assessments.
Then came another wait.
Six weeks.
But this wait felt different.
I wasn't waiting for someone to simply tell me I was anxious.
I wasn't waiting for another prescription.
I was waiting for someone to properly look at the bigger picture.
How I'd been throughout my life.
How I thought.
How I worked things out.
How I related to people.
How I handled change.
Why my mind was always so busy.
Why I had always felt slightly different from everyone else.
For the first time, it felt like the questions being asked might actually lead somewhere.
I still didn't know what they would find
Going into the assessment, I didn't have a fixed idea of what the outcome would be.
I knew ADHD had been mentioned before.
Autism was still very new territory for me.
I didn't go in wanting a particular diagnosis.
I just wanted clarity.
I wanted someone to help explain why life had felt the way it had.
Why I'd been able to function at such a high level for so long, yet still carry so much anxiety underneath it.
Why constant change could wear me down so heavily.
Why my mind never seemed to stop.
Why I'd spent so much of my life pushing through things that other people seemed to handle differently.
I wanted to understand the pattern.
Then the pieces started to join together
For so long, I'd looked at different parts of myself as separate problems.
The anxiety was one thing.
The depression was another.
The burnout was something else.
My busy mind was another issue again.
My ability to focus intensely on certain things.
The way I could work out how things functioned by logically thinking through how they should work.
The way change could affect me.
The way I had always felt different.
They had all existed as separate pieces.
The assessment started putting those pieces into the same picture.
And eventually, I was given answers I had never expected to receive.
ADHD.
Autism.
Together.
AuDHD.
Finally, some answers
I remember the feeling more than anything else.
Relief.
Not because having a diagnosis suddenly fixed anything.
It didn't.
I was still burned out.
I was still trying to recover.
I still had anxiety.
I still had a lot to understand.
But finally, there was an explanation.
There was a reason why so many parts of my life had felt the way they had.
For the first time, I could start looking backwards with a different lens.
Things that had seemed random weren't necessarily random anymore.
Things I'd blamed myself for began to make more sense.
The way I worked.
The way I thought.
The things I found difficult.
The things I was unusually good at.
The pressure I'd been able to tolerate for years before eventually collapsing.
None of it suddenly became simple.
But it started becoming understandable.
And after spending so long confused and frightened by what was happening inside my own head, understanding felt enormous.
The diagnosis didn't change who I was
This is something I've thought about a lot since.
I didn't suddenly become ADHD or autistic when I received the diagnosis.
I'd always been that person.
The diagnosis didn't change my brain.
It changed my understanding of it.
And maybe more importantly, it changed the story I'd been telling myself.
For years, I'd interpreted things through words like:
Anxious.
Too sensitive.
Too intense.
Overthinking.
Not coping.
Pushing too hard.
Different.
Suddenly, there was another way to understand those same experiences.
Not as a collection of personal failures.
But as patterns.
Looking backwards became different
Once I had the diagnosis, I started looking back across my life.
My career.
My relationships.
My anxiety.
The periods of depression.
The constant need to push through.
The way I could become completely absorbed in things.
The way uncertainty and change affected me.
The burnout.
So many moments started looking different.
It was almost like being handed the instructions after spending more than forty years operating without them.
It didn't mean every question had been answered.
If anything, it created hundreds of new ones.
But they were better questions.
Instead of:
What is wrong with me?
I could start asking:
How does my brain actually work?
What drains my capacity?
What helps me recover?
What have I been masking?
What patterns have I been missing?
Those questions would become incredibly important.
Diagnosis wasn't the end
At the time, it would have been easy to imagine that finally getting the diagnosis meant I'd reached the finish line.
I hadn't.
It was more like I'd finally found the starting line.
I still had burnout to recover from.
I still had medication questions.
I still had years of habits and expectations built around pushing myself beyond my limits.
I still had to learn what capacity actually meant for me.
I still had to understand the difference between functioning and coping.
And I still had to work out how much of my life had been built around adapting to a brain I didn't yet understand.
That process would take time.
It still does.
But something fundamental had changed.
For the first time in my life, I wasn't trying to understand myself without the most important piece of information.
I finally knew I was AuDHD.
And for the first time, the story of my life started to make sense.
This is part of my personal journey through burnout, assessment and discovering AuDHD. Everyone's assessment experience is different, and this reflects my own experience rather than what somebody else should expect from diagnosis.
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