Dyscalculia and ADHD: A View From the Inside
What is it like to grow up with dyscalculia? And how might a character experience it?
What is it like to grow up with dyscalculia? And how might a character experience it?
I can feel their eyes on me. They’re all staring, judging.
I don’t remember the first time I was bullied, but I do remember the moment I finally realized that I had been bullied.
It wasn’t until I was an adult that I could finally understand that from the time of my diagnosis, my education was not going to be “complete,” because I did not have the full access I needed. It was as if intensive speech therapy and itinerant teachers were more important than having a sign language interpreter in my classes.
I’ve never written fiction about living with Crohn’s, and to be honest, I’ve never wanted to. Perhaps because I still feel what I felt for years growing up: that nobody wants to hear about my annoying, humiliating misery. Yet I know, intellectually, that this is a shame, because there should be more characters in YA literature who live with chronic illnesses like IBD.
With one word, one look, it hit me that my experience really was abnormal.
That’s the thing about disability, I think. You’re a normal person, you experience normal things, and then, every once in a while, you hit that wall. That reminder that you aren’t quite like the majority of your peers.