My support system was a combination of wonderful parents, who were willing to reframe ADHD as “just being a boy,” and a few excellent teachers. My grandfather called me and my brothers “the wrecking crew” when we came to visit, but my parents never saw us that way. I’m eternally grateful to them for that.
My biggest challenges are time management and overcommitment, and I can’t say I have control over either of those things. The upside is, I get a lot done because I’m hyperactive — in one year I published three new books and updated two old ones. The downside is that I don’t do a lot of things nearly as well as I would if I could tame these two tendencies.
Twenty-five years ago, my wife, Louise, and I went to a bar where a big, hairy guy named Sweet Pie was singing and playing piano like Jerry Lee Lewis. In his last set, he sang, “You shouldn’t worry what people think of you. Just do your best and say to yourself, ‘Fxxx ’em if they can’t take a joke.’
It helped me realize that, in the end, we have to accept ourselves (and our children) for who we are. If others don’t, Sweet Pie has a message for ’em.
This article comes from the Winter 2008 issue of ADDitude.