

I’m 30 now. I got diagnosed at 28. Burned-out at 22 or so.
Grew up in a fairly authoritarian house where large areas of personal expression were disallowed / unacceptable and others were or felt restricted through more or less RSD conflicting with emotionally immature family.
I learned to play an acceptable act and abandoned many parts of myself without even really being aware that I was. Not only that, but as my ADHD symptoms manifested more as I grew up, it also turned me from other “acceptable” things I loved. I realize this is different than your experience of never coming to know yourself.
But the point I want to make is that, in my opinion, ADHD and masking erase much of what we were, and stunt where we are in many ways. And I think there’s 3 main areas to focus toward in undoing that damage.
Even though I’m 30 I’m more or less in the position of an early 20’s person in many ways. So I try to allow myself the things a 20-something would be doing.
Try new activities, step outside your comfort zone, form new friends groups. You won’t simply discover who you are if you do not subject yourself to a range of experiences and continue those you find bring you some inner understanding, peace, or positive emotion.
For me, a man largely raised by women but in a family where men exhibiting femininity was judged, a large part has been accepting and expressing my femininity.
I paint my nails loud obnoxious shiny colors now. Could barely have imagined doing black a few years ago, literally had to be coaxed into it. Now in a complete 180, I love dressing up and picking/wearing glasses and jewelry and I know what colors and fits of clothes look good on me, etc.
Second, I accept and listen to my ADHD with compassion rather than try to exert willpower to fight it constantly. I do what I/it actually need now and accept that though it makes me struggle in other ways it’s worth it.
I work again, but only 25 hours a week and I still call out when I need to, which is more than most would. I don’t hold my incapacities against myself anymore but instead do my best to accomodate them. I focus on what is making doing things hard and try to eliminate as many obstacles as possible. Cut down on the number of things I need to commute to and from work every day is a big one for me as an example.
And a third aspect encapsulating all of this imo is pursuing medical treatment. I did a lot of cognitive behavioral therapy work with professionals and alone during my several years of burnt-out, still before I had any idea I had ADHD, working toward a better mental landscape.
Learning to trust myself, learning to treat myself with kindness and compassion, learning how to nurture myself. Focusing on learning mindfulness and improving my executive function. It’s hard to find yourself if you’re wading through a lot of negative emotion and past experience.
I also found the meds to be incredibly effective once I did get a suspicion and seek/get diagnosis. Through therapy, I’d been able to learn to keep up on house tasks and errands and personal upkeep and whatever like a teen. I was barely keeping up, but I was doing it. When I got on the meds, I suddenly could do all that with way more consistency and less effort, but could also feel like I was able to work part-time while doing so.
Wishing you better times and much growth in self-knowledge and contentedness. 💜
TL;DR:
Pursue cognitive behavioral therapy, and ADHD meds. Try new things and meet new people. Push your comfort zone. Treat and listen to yourself/your needs with nurturing and compassionate understanding and accommodation.












🤷 I don’t know.
In fact on thinking about it, I strongly believe both my parents probably do atleast. We’re all the black sheep of the extended family. The rest might have something or not but ultimately the source is different from the outcome. The outcome in this case being my subjective experience of being raised by family who acted in emotionally immature ways.
I grew up with my parents screaming and yelling at eachother and me. Which was by far of course not the only emotionally immature behavior but is a good contrast to the rest of my extended family who won’t even talk to eachother about any issues they’re having with one another.
They have a third family member communicate back and forth for them. I have seen that happen multiple times in my life, and it’s always only after it’s clearly been affecting both sides for months.