ADHD and My Family: Searching for a More Scientific Explanation :: Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder

ADHD and My Family Searching for a More scientific ExplanationMy father, like some(prenominal) Asian immigrants, left India to pursue his educational goals in America in order to provide a bring out life for his family. He arrived in the U.S. with fourteen dollars in his coat pocket, a suitcase in his hands, and a will to succeed. For my father, in a prescribe like America where opportunities were plentiful and where hard work actually pay off there was no excuse not to succeed. The practical version of this belief meant that if his children worked hard in discipline there was nothing they also could not achieve. As such, in my fathers household, not doing well in school was not an option.Because of his cultural background my father found my brothers poor public presentation in school incomprehensible. I too was puzzled by my brothers emplacement towards school. He and I grew up in the corresponding house with the same parents and the same set of values. Yet, he seemed to not care about school at all. For a long time, my family and I attributed my brothers Cs in school and self-explanatory inability to concentrate to laziness and a lack of motivation. My brothers diagnosis with perplexity Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD) was both a welcomed explanation and a stupor to my parents. On the one hand, my mother and father had begun to question their parenting abilities, and this allowed them to shift the goddamn from themselves. On the other hand, they had a very limited understanding of psychic illness. In particular, the concept of mental illness itself was not something they were terribly familiar with. For my parents, problems of the mind were problems that existed within the scope of personal will power. In many ways, I partially subscribe to the world-view that my parents hold. As such, until recently, Ive been skeptical of my brothers diagnosis. In particular, at the time, it seemed to me that distractibility was something that I too suff ered from. I didnt enjoy forcing myself to concentrate, but I did it because I knew that I had to. In addition, my brother seemed perfectly capable of concentrating when he was playacting soccer, watching the Discovery channel or playing video games. In my mind, his problems appeared to be that he was spoiled and didnt like being told what to do. In addition, I think that ADHD gave everyone in my family the excuse that they needed.