Kimberly Wood

Finding Out That I Have Dyslexia at 25

Well, when I was in school I was always treated like my fellow classmates. My teachers were usually very short and rude to me along with my fellow peers who struggled with learning. Whenever I asked, "What's wrong with me?" my teachers would tell me that I'm slow. What does that mean? A turtle is slow. It was very frustrating being in special ed, and not one person could tell what was wrong with me other than the fact that I struggled in math, science, and with some writing. I hated it when it was time it to take a test. The special ed students and I had to follow the aid, and go to their room to take the test. The only thing that I needed was more time on tests that was all I needed, but of course, my teachers felt that they knew me better than how I learn and that was extremely frustrating to have someone tell me that they knew me better than how I knew myself. It just got to the point that I didn't bring it up anymore, and of course, I was bullied quite a bit and that made school nearly impossible to go to.