My father died when I had just turned 7 years old, in 1954. At that time, the only people who had any hint about anything like ADHD, or what became known as ADHD, were the scientists researching childhood behavior of obstreperous boys. My mother moved us -- my sister, my brother, and me -- to the other side of the country, to be near her mother and sister. In my new school, I was very much the outsider. I was reminded of it constantly by other kids who found me easy to bully, so I adopted that persona. In high school, I was a class clown. I was actually runner-up for that honor on Senior Night, as there was one other student who was funnier than I was. On the school newspaper staff, I wrote the humor column. I gained acceptance by making people laugh. I also wore the mask of the intellectual, working to develop that part of my personality. Academic success was all I had to form my teenage identity: I was not pretty, I was not popular, I was a rebel against the old-fashioned notions of femininity, and I was a budding feminist when that was not expected behavior for young ladies. So I became, through intense work, a member of my school's intellectual elite. I'm not sure this last one is a mask, as I have come to love learning, even to the point of going back to college at 60, earning two post-baccalaureate degrees, summa cum laude with honors in the major. I was told when I later went to graduate school that I was inspiring the young students to lifelong learning.
On my 65th birthday, I reflected on my past, from my childhood until the year I was finally diagnosed with ADHD at age 37. Those early years were painful in so many ways. I developed identities that were the products of my undiagnosed ADHD – and none were particularly healthy.
I don’t recall having any friends as a child. Looking back, I realize that my inattentive ADHD made it difficult to follow conversations, pick up social cues, and establish and maintain relationships. My impulsivity hampered my ability to “gel” with other kids. The loneliness was painful. “The Outsider” remains part of my self-image.
The Class ClownI gained acceptance by being the funny guy and making my peers laugh, even (and especially) at my own expense. It was a form of masking; I could get attention while deflecting judgment. The great pain is that I still default to this persona.
[Read: “Self-Deprecation Is My Knee-Jerk ADHD Response — and It Needs to Stop”]
The DummyThat’s what my father called me throughout my teens. He was an alcoholic with undiagnosed ADHD, and I was constantly screwing up in his eyes – breaking things, forgetting to do simple chores, and, worst of all, crashing almost every family car. My father’s constant criticism robbed me of my self-esteem. For decades, I avoided doing tasks for which I needed help because I feared judgment and the ensuing conflict.
The Approval-SeekerIn high school I finally found true friends with whom I’m still very close. We were all working-class guys with dysfunctional families (some of my friends’ dads were doing jail time). For my dopamine-seeking ADHD brain, we were a match made in hooligan heaven. But seeking approval and validation from this cohort involved alcohol, drugs, and more.
I was told in my senior year that I may not graduate if I didn’t buckle down. I did and barely made it to graduation.
The Self-MedicatorIn college, with zero study habits and no ability to comprehend my study materials, I sought ways to “fire up “ my brain. My eventual drug addiction resulted in a 10-year off-and-on journey to obtain my four-year college degree.
My current identity? I’m a sober ADHD coach, working every day to become my own best client!
Coping with Undiagnosed ADHD: Next StepsAlan P. Brown is the creator of the ADD Crusher™ virtual coach video/audio program for teens and adults with ADHD.
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