I've been diagnosed with ADHD-Combined, Obessive-Compulsive Disorder, and Tourettes at age 6. I was medicated with Ritalin until the age of about 12.
During my lovely in-patient experience this September where I once again met with a psychiatrist, I was confirmed these were living and strong, but also given some new labels: Major Depressive Disorder, Generalised Anxiety Disorder, Social Anxiety Disorder, Borderline Personality Disorder, and last but not least Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder.
I know my make-up, genetics, and tendancies. Depression runs rampant in my family, all the females and starting with me (since I'm not afraid to admit it) a male in my family are on anti-depressants, some are on pain killers, some on opioid pain killers. Most have substance abuse disorders, all of my uncles and great uncles are alcoholics, closet alcoholics, or weekend alcoholics. Many were smokers and have since quit, save one. All have problems with obesity, I will never let that happen to me. Only some of the young ones haven't become obese.
All have serious denial problems. Many have only hidden their problems. I believe that if they didn't have a serious problem are the only ones that haven't compartmentalised and disassociated. They are all very close so they all have an extreme need to know everyone elses business. This is completely opposite of me, because I try to work through my problems and am fiercely personal (couldn't tell by this post though...). I'm in a psychoeducation group right "Stress, Assertiveness, and Relaxation" at the perfect time, I got a family wedding coming up this weekend and everyone is going to be interrogating me... "What have you been up to the last half year" Oh nothing, a few suicide attempts, hospital stays, medication terror, frustration, suicidal ideation, persistant daily non-reasonal anxiety... nothing big... "When are you going to get a job?!" Oh I don't know, when I think I can handle one without quitting in the second week from low self-esteem (now that I recognise my problems in the work place that has led me to this place) self-loating and suicidal ideation. I need to heal sufficiently and also treat the things that cause me to get more depressed and anxious at the work place before I attempt again. Good news, though, I do feel I am ready now, and have made the mental change from "I can't work" to "I want to work" now I will wait for something acceptable to come around. (Try finding a job in Niagara Falls in the winter...)
Anyway, my prognosis is good because of my intellectual abilities (really not trying to toot my horn, but I realise what is me, what is chemical, what is neurological, and what is unchangable, and what in my borderline is not real and I need to fight those thoughts rather than give in to them), my low ambient stress levels (only need to deal with existential angst and temporary external stressors like this weekend). I may have to step it up a notch though, Social Assistance sees my progress and wants me off...I Completely agree! :) Getting better....