Although I'm still the same, just having a diagnosis makes things better, somehow. Makes me seem more reasonable. There are other people out there like me, I am not alone. And as Steve Eley says here, now I can work with my known quirks, rather than trying to suppress them. Not that I was doing a good job of suppression anyway, since then suppressing them became an obsessive-compulsive focus... oh, recursion.
The diagnosis was accompanied by the observation that I have "incredible willpower" to function daily at the level that I do. Hooray!
This post's theme passive verb: to be neaped. That is, to be stranded aground by a neap tide (of course!).
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