After undergoing a neuropsych evaluation, I was diagnosed with anxiety and depression—but not ADHD or autism. Still, I know in my bones that I’m neurodivergent. This blog explores the limitations of clinical testing, the reality of high masking in women, and why you don’t need a formal diagnosis to validate your lived experience. If you feel unseen, misdiagnosed, or stuck in the in-between, this post is for you.
