That ended with me finally explaining to him how the way he and my mother treated me as a child, with undiagnosed (and really not even conceptually understood at the time) ADHD caused me lasting trauma that persists to this day. I’m a 45 year old man, and I cried.
This is me, so much. Both my parents, my aunts and uncles, my grandparents. After I got my diagnosis, it’s like all of a sudden my family’s whole history of immigrant trauma snapped into relief.