And it was honestly fucking devastating because I was diagnosed and medicated for the first time at 22. You’re telling me life truly didn’t have to be that hard that whole time? That I wasn’t just stupid and lazy and incompetent and worthless? That I didn’t need to stress over school to the point of hospitalization? That ONE PILL A DAY could’ve made everything 9000x easier?
Like I’m so grateful that I got diagnosed finally but I grieve for the life I could’ve had. I didn’t get diagnosed/medicated until my last semester of college. How far could I have gone? What scholarships could I have gotten? What schools could I have gotten into? What grades could I have achieved? What all did I miss out on because I was too depressed to move? What accommodations could I have utilized? Etc etc etc
It’s VERY similar to glasses, you’re exactly right. I got glasses at ~12 and it changed my life. I’d go a step further and say it’s like if doctors didn’t believe that females could have bad eyesight and therefore no one even thinks to evaluate you until you’ve already crashed your car 15 times