It was a long process with a ton of misdiagnoses.

I was suppose to be an animator. I struggled through high school but I was really good at it. I wanted to be a colorist for pixar. Instead I can't focus for more then an hour on good days. My day to day I have to keep it simple but in reality I've always been sick. So I don't know what it would be like any other way. It's easy for me to accept and own the name but the treatment is another issue. I'm against treating it for the most part but honestly I'm not independent so I have too. Without treatment I'm afraid, confused, and not really "here" even now it's taken me hours to write this with headphones on. I put on a good face but honestly I don't feel treatment works for me. It's been taken out of my hands again. So we shall see. I used to be extremely independent. Now daily self care is difficult. However I use to get through my day with a bunch of really bad habits. So younger me would kick older me *** for who I've become. I'm healthier and more stable but I gave up productivity and independence to get here.