I recently saw a book reviewed online about dealing with procrastination. I remember this book during my pre-diagnosed days, and I do recall trying to read it. (Never did though :p) It was during one of my more 'desperate' moments where things were piling up, and I wasn't getting anywhere.

I mean there are thousands of books on procrastination. Yet this one holds some meaning to me, because I remember feeling like the chaos around me was somehow my fault.

Anyway, I'm sure there are things that trigger the memories from those 'dark' days prior to your diagnosis. Share them if you'd like.