It’s incredible to reflect on how much my life has transformed in just a few years. My twenties felt like a constant battle with various mental health struggles. Feeling lost and misunderstood, I was consumed by an invisible fight.

Then, at 32, I received my autism diagnosis. It was a profound moment of clarity where I could begin to make sense of so many things. And now, at 35, I’ve just received another diagnosis: ADHD.

These diagnoses, while initially a lot to process, haven’t been a burden. Instead, they’ve been a life-changing gift. They’ve allowed me to finally understand the way my brain works. The challenges I faced in my twenties, were, in large part, the result of navigating a world not designed for a neurodivergent brain, without the tools or understanding to do so.

Some people find it difficult to understand why these “labels” are so important to us, but it’s not just about labels. The labels didn’t disable me. The labels helped me to understand my existing disabilities and put things in place to dismantle some of the barriers I faced.

My diagnoses have been the catalyst for radical self-acceptance and self-compassion. I’m still disabled, but now I’m able to start building a life that truly, genuinely feels like my own. My thirties have become a journey of self-discovery and empowerment, and I’m excited to continue learning and growing.

If you’re also on a journey of understanding your neurodivergent self, I’d love to hear your experiences in the comments below. ♾️ 🌈 ❤️

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