I’m not clumsy I have spatial awareness problems
I’m not stupid my brain is wired differently
I’m not forgetful my brain is in overdrive
I’m not gawping I’m taking everything in
I’m not shouting I just can’t define pitch or tone
I’m not ignoring you there’s just too much noise
I’m not scatty I just have many ways of organising
I’m not awkward with what pen I use, I just can’t hold that one
It’s not that I’m picky with clothes it’s just that I can’t use buttons
It’s not that I can’t speak. It’s just that I sometimes het confused and mixed up with words
It’s not that I’m thick, it’s just my brain can only process so much information
I’m not moody I just have problems controlling my emotions sometimes
It’s not my fault, it’s just that I have dyspraxia.
Having dyspraxia sucks big time. Especially at busy or stressful times, it just gets worse. Everything is heightened. You can just click a switch to turn it off or get an early night and hope it’s gone in the morning. It’s frustrating as hell and can sometimes be like living in a mini torture chamber.
You live with it every day. You adapt and find slower or different ways of doing things.
I am Emma and I live with dyspraxia………and guess what? Hate it!
You’re a great person, that’s all we care about. 🙂
That’s such a lovely thibg to say the k you.
That’s such a lovely thing to say thank you. I’ve had huge brain fog today but I’ve only escaped eith spilling 2 drinks over I think so that’s great lol. X
Thanks x