Struggling...

Struggling...

FRIDAY, 21 MARCH 2014

Struggling...

I was a clumsy child.

I walked into things, I fell... a lot. I constantly had bruises and grazes on my legs.

I had difficulty with things, not academically but practically. I could read 500 page novels before I could tie my shoe laces. I was top of my class but it could take me an hour to get ready for school because I struggled with my buttons, couldn't get my tights on or just got distracted by something and started reading a book.

I was socially awkward, from an early age I would do everything I could think of to be liked but always felt like an outsider. I knew what I wanted to say but often had difficulty expressing myself. I never learnt to ride a bike as I just didn't have the balance or co-ordination.

But I was determined, I had my strengths, and I played to them, I enjoyed school work and worked hard, I was creative and analytic but there was still something that stood out, that wasn't quite right. I seemed to have to work so much harder than everyone else at the little things.

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