03/01/2019
For the last two years I’ve been posting pictures of other students with Learning Disabilities and having them share there stories, so I thought it was about time to share part of mine. My name is Isabella and I have Dyslexia, Dysgraphia, a visual processing disorder, an executive functioning disorder, and a tendency to hyper focus.
I remember the first time I realized I was different. It was third grade, and there was this ‘honors’ math class that both of my best friends were in. Honestly the honors part wasn’t important to me, but they got ten extra minutes of recess and were given candy. In third grade, that meant a lot. I went through that entire year thinking I wasn’t good enough, that my math skills simply weren’t up to par, but then I was diagnosed. I found out that the only reason I wasn’t in the class was because my teachers had advised my parents to hold me back, so that I could focus on reading. I had no clue what a Learning Disability was, but I knew that this thing I had been told I had wasn’t positive. All I knew after my diagnosis was that I was denied access to something I wanted.
Generally on a day-to-day basis, I don’t really notice that my LD is there. It’s just normal, like a tag that’s scratching you that you’ve gotten used to after a whole day of wearing a shirt. I notice it though when I ask a friend how to spell ‘because’ and they tell me the wrong spelling because they think it’s funny. Or when the testing center doesn’t have enough room, so I have to take my exam in a room where the light turns off every twenty minutes and during my final exam I have to get up and walk around the room to see my paper.
Being a student with a LD comes with many challenges, and many benefits. I know how to work hard to achieve something and I am far more stubborn that I ever would have been and humble enough to know I am only here because of all the support I have received. Now that I am thriving, I think the hardest part about LD’s is that no one knows you have one. No one will ever look at me and think I cant spell, but they will see my work and wonder ‘Is she stupid? I learned that word in third grade.. ‘
That’s why I think it’s so important to share our stories with all of you, so that our invisible disabilities can become a little more visible.