School has never come easily to me. As an honor roll student you would never guess that I was and still am the girl who struggled. My whole life I have seen things differently than others, sometimes seeing words that do not exist, or even missing them as if they were never there. I have always felt that I was viewed as being different by my peers, that they thought I was dumb.
This past month I was diagnosed with dyslexia, which is a general term for disorders that involve difficulty in learning to read or interpret words, letters, and other symbols, but that do not affect general intelligence.This diagnosis only made sense due to the struggles I had faced in the classroom for as long as I can remember. Although this diagnosis is recent it is evident that I have had it my whole life.
Before I was diagnosed with dyslexia I always stayed after school for extra help, attended tutoring, and frequently requested one on one time with teachers. I am the girl who always asked too many questions, or needed extra time to finish tests, studying late into the night reading notes over and over until I could clearly understand them. I am the girl who has learned how to do things on my own. I feel like I have worked harder than my classmates, and have been rewarded with good grades.
Although dealing with dyslexia without knowing it caused me anxiety and worry, it has shown me that no matter what is thrown my way I am capable of overcoming it with my hard work, determination and perseverance. I have realized my strengths and weaknesses.The long hours of studying, the hours spent after school, to better myself academically, and to teach myself how to live and understand my life with dyslexia has been something I would never change. Knowing I have dyslexia gives me the extra drive to succeed even more in the classroom.
Many times in life we are faced with things that are hard to overcome, but we can not let them define who we are. This is something that I have come to know all too well. Dyslexia is not something that will just disappear one day. It is not something that will slowly begin to fade. It will always be there and I will always have to learn to live with it, but it will not define me.