Hello,
As you can see in my sig line, I am a 26 yo person with a soup of diagnosis.
Life has been quite difficult with stepmother considering that "Social services would have done better than her mom who wants to find a disability to dismiss herself from her female parent role" and such. Now, I don't talk to her any more, and she can't rely on me even if she were on her death bed, even if she would have no money to pay for medical care she would need in order to survive. She can die if she wants, she doesn't worth to spend my energy to save her.
Same for my sister and what she had to endure with me.
Now, at 26 years old with this soup of diagnosis, I am preparing myself to go back to university to study law.
I am currently advocating to make a law change in my country (for obvious reasons of discretion, I don't want to give more details).
I can consistently care for our 5 cats (mom cares for the 2 rabbits). I also can take some responsibilities like my laundry and the grocery shopping.
Despite all the odds for mom and my sister, we could expect some positive.
I still keep in an angle of my brain that my ADHD may worsen or that I may not be able to function outside a close facility. But at the moment, I don't want to give up a brighter future, a job I love, a life which meets my needs, where I can speak and learn foreign languages....
It's often hard to find the right practitioners. I can say now that the best practitioner I could get is... my GP (General Practitioner). She prioritizes the issues, she doesn't fight about everything and nothing but she doesn't give up for the non negotiable.
On the other hand, I have been unlucky +++++++ with psychiatrists. The last psychiatrist I had and the rare who can diagnose and care adults with ADHD (only 5 specialists in my country) treated me like a less than nothing, a waste, someone who pretends to suffer (my own perception).
No diagnosis for many years, going from a psychiatrist to another, wrong medicines (antipsychotics with their bounch of side effects and no therapeutic effect for me), psychiatrists who think that the neurologist has to deal with my problem and the neurologist who thinks that the psychiatrist has to deal with it. Let see the fun of all this...
Let cross our fingers for a brighter future despite the odds.
As you can see in my sig line, I am a 26 yo person with a soup of diagnosis.
Life has been quite difficult with stepmother considering that "Social services would have done better than her mom who wants to find a disability to dismiss herself from her female parent role" and such. Now, I don't talk to her any more, and she can't rely on me even if she were on her death bed, even if she would have no money to pay for medical care she would need in order to survive. She can die if she wants, she doesn't worth to spend my energy to save her.
Same for my sister and what she had to endure with me.
Now, at 26 years old with this soup of diagnosis, I am preparing myself to go back to university to study law.
I am currently advocating to make a law change in my country (for obvious reasons of discretion, I don't want to give more details).
I can consistently care for our 5 cats (mom cares for the 2 rabbits). I also can take some responsibilities like my laundry and the grocery shopping.
Despite all the odds for mom and my sister, we could expect some positive.
I still keep in an angle of my brain that my ADHD may worsen or that I may not be able to function outside a close facility. But at the moment, I don't want to give up a brighter future, a job I love, a life which meets my needs, where I can speak and learn foreign languages....
It's often hard to find the right practitioners. I can say now that the best practitioner I could get is... my GP (General Practitioner). She prioritizes the issues, she doesn't fight about everything and nothing but she doesn't give up for the non negotiable.
On the other hand, I have been unlucky +++++++ with psychiatrists. The last psychiatrist I had and the rare who can diagnose and care adults with ADHD (only 5 specialists in my country) treated me like a less than nothing, a waste, someone who pretends to suffer (my own perception).
No diagnosis for many years, going from a psychiatrist to another, wrong medicines (antipsychotics with their bounch of side effects and no therapeutic effect for me), psychiatrists who think that the neurologist has to deal with my problem and the neurologist who thinks that the psychiatrist has to deal with it. Let see the fun of all this...
Let cross our fingers for a brighter future despite the odds.