UNIT 20 Disability

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# Finding a Place to Belong

by Justin Leader

"Friends are the family you choose." I saw that expression stitched into a throw pillow on a neighbor＊s couch. As a teenager, when it is hard to relate to your parents, friends become the day-to-day emotional support that everyone wants and needs. I suppose the search for a group of friends with whom you can share yourself completely is one of the "struggles of adolescence." Disabled or not, this can be one of the toughest struggles of young adulthood. Having Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD) has always complicated this for me.

The symptoms of ADHD have been described as disconnection between impulses and the knowledge of consequences. That separation permits impulses to be acted upon even with the awareness that those impulses have repercussions.

In elementary school, I was "too hyperactive" to be admitted into the Boy Scouts and spent more time with an ignorant and intolerant principal than with my classmates. Although I had one best friend, Kelli, and a miraculous second grade teacher, Mrs. Shapiro, who through a combination of Pizza Hut coupons and gold stars, got me to read books, I spent most of elementary school shunned and ridiculed for my impulsivity. Unfortunately, there are only a lucky few who are dropped right into the middle of a group of friends perfect for them. I certainly wasn＊t. I just hoped that people would become aware of my disability and accept it, so that they could accept me. Such unconditional acceptance is a rarity, and although my friends have now accepted it, they often don＊t understand the personality traits associated with ADHD. And acceptance is only a start. While all teenagers, with or without disabilities, will find that being accepted by their classmates can be comforting, it is not enough. In order to grow as an individual and develop a confident self-image, you have to go and find the people who make you feel like you are meant to be with them. When you are in that environment, growth is not only possible, but inevitable.

For some people, disabilities can be an obstacle to true acceptance and communication. In my case, since a large part of my personality is spontaneous and creative, and I often rely on performance and humor, my friends at school found this a little weird. I enjoyed myself and didn＊t worry that they didn＊t find it as enjoyable as I did. Without a better outlet for my creativity, this was becoming a source of anxiety for me. When I started working in amateur theater, however, I found a community centered on just my type of personality and friends who not only accept it, but understand and encourage it. Theater allows me to capitalize on my personality and the people who enjoy it.

I am lucky, and have found those friends I was meant to have. I＊ve always had a love for theater, and this winter I tried out for a community production of Minnie＊s Boys, a musical comedy about the Marx brothers. I was cast as Zeppo, the youngest of the four Marx brothers. During rehearsals that went past midnight six nights a week, we developed bonds just as strong as those shared by real brothers. Sam, 31, who plays Chico, is a music teacher and is a big brother and role model for me. Jeff, 24, who plays Harpo, is a comedic genius who stimulates my own creativity; we bounce jokes off each other almost simultaneously. Jason, 22, who plays Groucho, has optimistic ambition, from starting his own business to producing a musical himself, that is starting to rub off on me.

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