I've been struggling somewhat today, and I couldn't find any articles online with people sharing in my experience, so I wanted to make this post to see who else might feel like this, or at least so some other googling ADHDer can see there's somebody else.
I was diagnosed with ADHD at age 7, but other than therapy and medication I was raised as a neurotypical, same as my sister. So as time went on I got increasingly frustrated with my struggles with things I thought were supposed to be easy. I knew I had ADHD, but I didn't even know how to recognize the elements of it, much less how to work with them. As far as I knew, it was just a focus thing. And NTs who said things like "everyone's a little ADHD" built up a wall of internalized ableism in me that I've only just started to dismantle the past few years.
I've become really connected with the disabled comunity, and accessibility has become a significant interest of mine. I've started talking to other ADHDers too, seeking support and methods to work with my neurotype. I am proud of my identity as a disabled person.
But I wish I could be prouder of my ADHD.
When people ask me my disabilities, I get flustered, embarrassed even.A bit of it is that there are a few, they're all relatively invisible, and they sometimes require explaining, but it can be scary telling people that my "main" (most influential) disability is ADHD. What will they say? Will they still accept me and take me seriously?
I've seen book titles claiming my neurotype isn't real. I've shared my enthusiam about ADHD Acceptance Month (October) with peers who met my joy with assumptions, ignorance, and stereotypes. Even trying to google this topic- feeling like your ADHD is "not disabled enough" for the disabled community- brought up related searches of whether ADHD is a disability and if you can get social security for it. Honestly, I don't care what the law says I am- I know my mind and I know I'm not neurotypical. And no one ever outright said to me "you're not disabled enough" or actively tried to silence me because of it. It's just that my internalized ableism tries to tell me that I don't belong. And some days I'm more easily convinced than otthers.
Deep down, I know this is silly. I know I am disabled enough because no one but me is an expert on my mind, body, and struggle. But it's hard, and it's important to find validation in a world that debates your very existence. So I wanna say to whoever's reading this- a community member, a wayward googler, or even myself, searching those phrases again as I'm sadly sure you will- you are disabled enough. Your struggle isreal, and you deserve support and validation. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise.