Somewhere along the line of my journey I was diagnosed with treatment resistant depression and then a few decades later autism.
For a very long time I considered myself to be broken with some chance or hope or some sort of repair/recovery. Since my assessment last year, I'd begun to think of myself as different but lately I just can't shake the feeling that I'm inferior or damaged. I don't know if it's because my depression has been really kicking my butt lately but it can't really be helping.
I'm feeling a bit lost and it's been a difficult week. I'm about to start a clinical study that's dealing with TRD and it's dredged up all sorts of thoughts and I'm feeling particularly vulnerable.
