A secret that i’ve never told anyone…
Okay so I feel like I’m in the sharing mood all of a sudden. I don’t know why, and i’m probably gonna regret what I say later on. Keep in mind that I had to work up a shit load of courage to write this, because i never ever EVER let anyone this. Not that it’s that big of a deal or anything. It’s just something that i’ve had to deal with all my life, and is one of the biggest sources of embarrassment (bordering on shame), and social awkwardness. Anyone who knows anything about me, will understand why this is an issue. And if you go back observe some of the events in my life, this might open up a different perspective on things. I bet a few of you will have one of those OH-that-explains-that moments. So hear goes… I’m dysgraphic. More specifically, I’m in a subcategory known as Dyslexic Dysgraphia. Since i was never taught how to deal with it as a child, some of the effects have spilled over into my adult life. I really don’t want to go into what exactly that entails at the moment. You can look it up if you’re that interested in what it is. But don’t get confused, I’m not dyslexic. It’s two different things. I guess it’s kinda had a huge impact on my self opinion and the way i interact with people. It’s always made me feel like I was less of a person, that i was, in some ways, inferior to everyone else. Like I’m defective and deficient. So yeah, that’s that. I really don’t know what more to say on the subject. It’s a big deal do me.
