The assessment is over, but the journey isn’t. Now comes the waiting—two weeks that feel both endless and necessary. The waiting period is strange: it is quiet, yet loud with thoughts. Questions swirl in my mind: What if the report says nothing? What if everything I feel is imagined? What if it confirms something I fear?
Even though the tests are done, the emotional processing continues. I feel the weight of all the memories, reflections, and feelings I unearthed during the assessment. The exercise of remembering patterns, behaviours, and coping strategies has brought buried emotions to the surface—anxieties, self-doubt, and old coping mechanisms that I thought I had left behind.
Feeling the Pressure and Anxiety
Waiting for results has brought a new kind of stress. During the assessment, I felt pressure to answer everything truthfully and accurately; now, the worry lingers that anything misunderstood or poorly explained might affect the results. I keep replaying everything in my mind—maybe I could have phrased this differently, maybe I should have included this new memory, on hindsight I should have said it this way and not that way… It’s frustrating and exhausting, and the mental replay just feeds the anxiety.
The fear of wasting money also creeps in. But I remind myself: investing in self-knowledge is never wasted. The process itself—the introspection, the deep reflection, the vulnerability—is invaluable. Regardless of what the report says, I have already gained insight into my patterns, my coping strategies, and the ways I interact with the world.
Processing Vulnerability and Old Feelings
The assessment has reopened old doors. Memories of coping strategies I developed, moments of dissociation in relationships, and years of self-questioning have all come rushing back. I notice how often I explained away difficulties as immaturity, being an only child, or simply falling behind. But now, I’m learning to see things differently: maybe I’m not behind at all. Maybe I’m just different.
These feelings are complicated. Vulnerability is uncomfortable, but it’s also illuminating. I feel my tears come easier now, and I am learning to meet them without shame. They are a reflection of my humanity, my sensitivity, and the courage it takes to truly confront oneself.
Finding Ways to Cope
During these two weeks, I am trying to be gentle with myself. I journal my thoughts, meditate on my breathing, and remind myself that my experience is real, regardless of the diagnostic outcome. I graciously give myself permission to rest without judgment.
I also remind myself that waiting is part of the process. It’s an opportunity to integrate the self-discoveries I made during the assessment, to reflect on patterns, and to begin forming strategies to live in alignment with my authentic self.
Reflections on the Journey So Far
Even before the results arrive, I can see the value in this journey. I’ve faced my own vulnerability, confronted deep-seated self-doubt, and rediscovered forgotten aspects of myself. I’ve realised that seeking answers is not a sign of weakness, but of courage.
Whatever the report says, this journey has taught me that self-knowledge is an ongoing process. It is not defined by labels or scores, but by the awareness, acceptance, and compassion I cultivate for myself along the way.
If you are still waiting for your own results, Sitting With the Unknown — The Emotional Limbo After an Autism and ADHD Assessment speaks to that in-between space.
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