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Andrew, Jr. · 04-06-2010, 10:43 AM

The invisible disabilities are the ones that society, and the general public tend to ignore. If you can't see it, then it isn't there kind of attitude. Growing up in the 60's it was the same. If you can't see it, it is not there. Kids were just passed along to get them out of their classroom. That is what happened to me. It didn't matter if I understood the work or not. It didn't matter if I did the homework or not. Nothing mattered. I didn't matter. I was taking up space. That is how I see it. And that is how it felt to me to grow up with learning disabilities, and neurological disorders. I was given a label, and judged. Nobody took the time to find out what the problem was. Not a soul. What is inside my mind rarely comes to light. Now, I have to say the computer is a gift. It is my only link to most people. That is why when my father felt safe abusing me, he thought that his evil deeds would be sealed forever. No. I exposed him for what he was. The damage is done, and the trauma is overwith. Life goes on.

04-06-2010, 10:43 AM	#7
Andrew, Jr. Timed Out How Do You Identify?: Me Preferred Pronoun?: He Relationship Status: Unavailable Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Over the Rainbow in a House Posts: 5,072 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 16,004 Thanked 5,249 Times in 2,216 Posts Rep Power: 0	Just sharing some of my being The invisible disabilities are the ones that society, and the general public tend to ignore. If you can't see it, then it isn't there kind of attitude. Growing up in the 60's it was the same. If you can't see it, it is not there. Kids were just passed along to get them out of their classroom. That is what happened to me. It didn't matter if I understood the work or not. It didn't matter if I did the homework or not. Nothing mattered. I didn't matter. I was taking up space. That is how I see it. And that is how it felt to me to grow up with learning disabilities, and neurological disorders. I was given a label, and judged. Nobody took the time to find out what the problem was. Not a soul. What is inside my mind rarely comes to light. Now, I have to say the computer is a gift. It is my only link to most people. That is why when my father felt safe abusing me, he thought that his evil deeds would be sealed forever. No. I exposed him for what he was. The damage is done, and the trauma is overwith. Life goes on.