tl;dr - This term that folk use to talk about their experience in a way that prioritises lived experience over medicalisation is problematic because it doesn’t talk about their experiences through the lens of medicalisation
I was diagnosed in my 30s, after my kid got diagnosed. I didn’t magically become neurodiverse when I got a diagnosis, and it didn’t change my life in any meaningful way, yet the authors of that article would claim that there is some fundamental difference between the version of me that didn’t have a diagnosis and the version of me that does
It actually set me back quite a bit for a while. I’d lived my life telling myself that I could do the things i struggled to do if i was serious about it. My diagnosis forced me to accept that I couldn’t do the things though, and no amount of 'getting serious " would make my ADHD go away. And so, for the first time in my life, I felt broken, like there was an inherent fault with me that could never be solved or fixed. I got through that eventually, but it was really rough for a while, precisely because it forced me to be aware of something I’d been actively avoiding being aware of…
tl;dr - This term that folk use to talk about their experience in a way that prioritises lived experience over medicalisation is problematic because it doesn’t talk about their experiences through the lens of medicalisation
I was diagnosed in my 30s, after my kid got diagnosed. I didn’t magically become neurodiverse when I got a diagnosis, and it didn’t change my life in any meaningful way, yet the authors of that article would claim that there is some fundamental difference between the version of me that didn’t have a diagnosis and the version of me that does
Whilist, I haven’t read the article. The only thing diagnosis helps with is “being aware” sometimes being aware helps.
It actually set me back quite a bit for a while. I’d lived my life telling myself that I could do the things i struggled to do if i was serious about it. My diagnosis forced me to accept that I couldn’t do the things though, and no amount of 'getting serious " would make my ADHD go away. And so, for the first time in my life, I felt broken, like there was an inherent fault with me that could never be solved or fixed. I got through that eventually, but it was really rough for a while, precisely because it forced me to be aware of something I’d been actively avoiding being aware of…
I hate “whilst” like others hate “moist”, but “whilist” is far worse. 🤢