I don't know. I can't drive anyway. I've failed my test four times. I actually suspect I would be a far better driver with medication - at some point I'll try again with a new instructor, perhaps with medication too, but I do suspect that the instructor was also unhelpful, because I was driving fine in the lessons according to him but then making stupid mistakes in the test. Part of that was that I got so anxious that I got tunnel vision and could barely concentrate on anything let alone the road (which felt unsafe so I'm not surprised I didn't pass!) but I also believe that actually I just wasn't doing as well as he kept claiming during my lessons either. I'm not very observant and have a tendency to zone out - I worry that I would be a terrible driver, actually. The physical nature of driving a manual car did help, though, I wouldn't dare try an automatic. I haven't driven in a long time but as a passenger sometimes I pretend I'm driving and I alarm myself with what I miss out (Although of course as a passenger I can't really pretend to do gear changes because I can't see the dashboard properly.) But then I beat myself up and think about how shit it is to be an adult who can't drive, I feel like a fraud/imposter, mostly like a child really, I feel guilty when I ask DH to drive me places and things like that and it's so frustrating to be reliant on public transport all the time. Actually I live in Germany which is also why I'm not up to date on UK driving law, and the public transport is excellent but I would have so much more freedom and save so much time and energy if I could just drive.
I don't know if my issues would have been picked up at school. I don't mask well at all. If you know ADHD then you can spot it in me a mile off, but most people don't know ADHD. But I was clever at school and didn't cause any trouble so there was never any reason to assess me for anything. However, DS's teacher points out exactly the things which were said about me and I'm getting him assessed soon. (He's nine and I've known ever since I identified it in myself but have been putting it off in case I was looking for things which aren't there). Actually I wonder if I was seven years old today I might end up with the label of twice exceptional. Which makes me feel like a hugely arrogant dick for considering that (!) but my psychiatrist said she was fascinated by this duality and she thought I had a brilliant brain (which has been said about me a lot, as well as that "so much potential" statement - both of which I actually find quite painful and difficult because it means nothing when I cannot apply it to anything meaningful). She wanted to do an IQ test on me but she only had it in German so she said it would be pointless. Actually one of my friend's daughters is diagnosed twice exceptional (ADHD/gifted) and I should feel happy or sympathy for her but I just feel huge sadness at what was missed for me and almost envious of this little girl who is actually not having the easiest time. Which is stupid really, it probably makes no difference in the long run, because 99% of people still have no clue and do not understand it.
DH must be a saint honestly. I quite often read threads where the unanimous response is LTB and I recognise myself in the bastard who ought to be left. How do you get past these massive gulfs in distortion of self image? On the one hand people tell me I'm brilliant but on the other hand I feel like an utterly worthless human, and the evidence for the latter is far stronger and more frequent. I'm sure that anyone who has ever known me before the age of 14 would be devastated to hear me say that which makes me wonder where did it all go wrong? But I do have up days too when I decide that I will be a success story and I can beat this and make it work for me.
DH is a manager type (that's literally his job and he's very good at it) and I am very lucky in that he is one of those rare people who looks and really sees people for who they are. Sometimes we clash and I wish he was a little less rigid or wanted to plan less or could be more laid back about mess but in reality we balance each other and I need him to be like that, it pushes me to be the best I can, and stops me from backsliding into utter failure. I probably would, on my own. In the years I lived alone/as a lone parent I almost got evicted and had social workers investigating because I did not clean the house or meet "normal" parenting standards (routine, sleep, food etc) and have run up several debts due to ignoring, forgetting, losing things. Adult responsibilities genuinely feel like too much sometimes.
Anyway, I had better go to bed.