“Why Was I Left to Suffer?”— How Having Your Neurodivergence Overlooked in Childhood Impacts Your Adulthood

It was clear there was something not quite right with my physical development. I couldn’t master tasks that required coordination. I understood the instructions, but that understanding never translated to my movements. It’s like my body just couldn’t do it. To this day whenever I hear the phrase “it’s like riding a bike” in reference to never forgetting how to do something you did a long time ago, I have to laugh. I know for a fact if I were to get in a bike now my brain would remember how to ride it, but my limbs would not. Yes, there was indeed something not quiet right about me. But nobody knew what. So the only logical explanation seemed to be that I wasn’t trying hard enough or I wasn’t listening. I wanted to scream that I was trying hard. I was trying harder than everyone else, it seemed. And all I got for working myself to the bone was the deep ache that no matter what I did, I couldn’t even make it to the start line, and I was destined to watch everyone else run the race. I was probably still trying to tie my shoelaces by the time they had got half way down the track. <a href="https://ashyfox.medium.com/why-i-was-left-to-suffer-d9a98fff26fe">Click Here</a>