AKA My Emotional Support Microphone đ¤
So apparently one of my core ADHD coping strategies is⌠standâup comedy.Not on a stage, mind you â just in life. Constantly - like my nervous system went, âFeelings? Vulnerability? Absolutely not. Quick, tell a joke before anyone notices youâre human.â
Psychology calls this âselfâprotective humourâ â a fancy way of saying we learned early that if we make people laugh, theyâre less likely to notice weâre overwhelmed, confused, or quietly spiralling.
Honestly, my school reports shouldâve just said:
- âFinishes tests early because she spent the first 20 minutes entertaining the row behind her.â
- âTalks too much â but at least sheâs funny.â
- âIf she put as much effort into maths as she does into comedic timing, sheâd be unstoppable.â
And the classic:âDebra is easily distracted⌠by her own jokes.â
But hereâs the thing:The comedian mask worked. It kept me safe. It helped me belong. It softened the edges of a world that often felt too sharp.
Now, as grown ADHD zebras, we get to ask: Is this mask still protecting me â or is it hiding me?
đŹ Your turn, fam:
When you were younger, what âfunny kidâ comments showed up in your school reports â and do you think humour became one of your masks too?
Letâs compare notes and see who else graduated from the Academy of Accidental Class Clowns đđ