I notice some people here lament missing out on things, because of not being diagnosed earlier in life. I don't feel that way at all. I don't really know what I missed. I just know my life has been one adventure after another, full of ups and downs and round and rounds, disasters and disappointments, loves won and loves lost, a whole string of jobs with a bunch of failures. In short, except for long bouts of depression, never a dull moment. Then again, it seems like some of my life was lived in a fog, because I don't remember some things.