There's a moment that happens for almost every parent who finally gets a diagnosis of ADHD, dyslexia, or both. First: relief. Finally, a name for what you've been watching. Finally, permission to stop second-guessing yourself. Then, almost immediately: panic. Because the label doesn't come with a map. I know this personally. When I finally understood my own ADHD diagnosis, I felt that exact whiplash. For years, I'd been told — nothing's wrong, it's anxiety, it's depression. N