I’m pretty sure I’m also ADHD and I certainly also hate injustice and inaccuracy. (Jordan Peterson talking about IQ will basically send me into a rage.)

More to the point: anger, criticism, shame, fear – those emotions will have my chest tightening and my pulse racing.

Anyways, a piece of advice that I found once that was weirdly helpful (no idea where I found it) was a cardboard cutout metaphor. But I’ll be using a snake metaphor instead.

Get this, we have more than one brain.

We have a brain we share with lizards (that’s got our territoriality, our fear, and our anger). We have a whole layer of brain around the lizard one that we share with mammals (cuddling, protectiveness, affection, etc). And then we have the thinking, rational part of the brain. I think it’s called the cerebral cortex.

And part of what that last brain does is take in stimulae and interpret it. Only after this part of your brain interprets stimulae does the rest of your brain feel an emotional response.

The Snake Metaphor

The example given in the article was with cardboard cutouts of gang members. But I choose this:

Imagine you’re walking on a dirt path somewhere and you come across a piece of garden hose that looks vaguely like a snake. And you’re afraid of snakes.

You will either feel terror or nothing at all.

If you think it’s a snake, there willl be adrenaline and cortisol pumping through you.

If you realize it’s a piece of garden hose – even with the same exact visual and auditory stimulae – you will feel no fear.

Because your emotions are a slave to interpretation.

There’s a moment when you recognize, “oh, this person is willingly hurting someone.” You feel the rage only after that recognition.

I’m guessing, given your description of your quick rages, you will most likely NOT have time to apply this in the moment. So you’ll need to do it all in hindsight: reflect on individual incidents after they occur. Every time you calm down, try to reinterpret the situation and then add it to a databank of reinterpretations. Eventually, you’ll start to encounter scenarios you’ve already seen and added to your databank.

Reinterpret “this person is willingly hurting someone” until it becomes “this person is a wounded dog, biting everything who approaches without knowing or caring who it hurts or who is trying to help. It’s not cruelty; it’s pain.”

Reinterpret this:

Jordan Peterson claims that some people just have low IQ and “that’s a real problem. Society doesn’t really have a solution to the existence of these kinds of people. They just cost humanity resources and contribute nothing.”

until it becomes:

Jordan Peterson only advocates social darwinism because he’s a millionaire funded by billionaires. He doesn’t even advocate what he cares about. He’s a pathetic shill, desperately chasing money because wealth is the only substance in his life. No love, no hope, no aspirations. A wounded animal with tunnel vision, unable to be happy or form meaningful bonds with people.

And suddenly anger becomes pity.

And once you start looking for it, you’ll realize a rather profound truth,

Evil Never Emerges From a Vacuum.

I had an older brother who called me an, “outcast among outcasts” and that hurt me deeply until years later, when I found an old essay he wrote where he described his greatest insecurity. It was, word for word, “I felt like an outcast among outcasts.” The exact “insult” he had used on me.

Like a wounded animal lashing out.

I have a mother who’s deeply immersed in the intellectual dark web. (Hence me hearing Jordan Peterson enough to drive me crazy.) And I thought that was pretty cruel of her until I realized:

humans are scummy and greedy and anyone “advocating” for a better system just wants an excuse to greedily devour everyone else

… was a damn good description of her entire childhood! All of the adults. All of the people responsible for her. And she cannot look past that, because she formed her worldview in the years during which no figure in her life set aside their own self-interest to be kind to her.

And she needs people like Peterson who will tell her that an unchecked flood of human greed and selfishness is exactly what capitalism was built to endure and to harness.

In reality, most people are better than that, and she should have been treated better. And a bunch of teenagers stranded on an island for fifteen months treated each other better than anyone in her life ever treated her. And she can’t see that.

Like a wounded dog blinded by pain and rage.

Just the other day, my chest was actually constricting due to some random anonymous commenter getting mad at me. (Yes, that happens to us ADHD folks). And the ONLY thing that helped was when I realized, “the commenter also accused me of being a Fed at the end of his comment. Clearly he wasn’t angry at me. He was angry at an FBI agent he believed to be monitoring him and trying to mind-control him on behalf of the globalists or something.”

Yet another wounded animal lunging at every shadow he sees.

I don’t believe it’s possible to dampen an emotion. I certainly don’t think it’s possible for a neurodivergent to bring an emotion to neurotypical levels. After all, as an ADHDer, your hyperfocus will always amplify the shiniest thing in the room, and rage and shame and fear are always the shiniest thing in the room.

But you can cut them off at the source. You can choose to interpret the situation as one that does not call for an ounce of rage in the first place.

Firstly, we must recognize that our empathy and compassion are a privilege – we were loved at a crucial, formative time in our development. We were cuddled at a very specific age that allowed our brains to develop empathy. We were loved at enough pivotal moments that we believe kindness can be expected from people.

Which – at least for me – is impressive, because it was a traumatic upbringing that could have been a hell of a lot better. It’s impressive that such a childhood created someone “good.” But as twisted as our parents and relatives and role models may have treated us (I don’t know your story, but there sure is a lot of trauma in mine) we both still got enough affection to understand human connection, which is a form of happiness that exceeds all of the other forms of happiness combined. Ludicrous wealth? Being top dog? Preying on the weak? None of them come close.

Not everyone got what we got.

Have you heard the phrase, “hurt people hurt people” ?

Edit that. Change it to, “ONLY hurt people hurt people.” Turn it into a mantra: every time you’re upset, look for the hurt that causes the cruelty. I promise you, you will always find it. And when you do, your anger will abate, because you will recognize: it’s not cruelty. It’s pain.