I am a walking contradiction. I love to write. I love create. In middle school I often tried to make
cartoon characters and tell their stories. My
life’s ambition was to be a cartoonist.
But, I had a problem.
I struggled with “learning disabilities” (I think the official term was
Perceptually Impaired). Specifically, my
impairment existed in the domain of language (though numbers were affected as
well). Trying to understand language was
trying to stop my feet from sinking into the sands of spelling, grammar,
pronunciation, and syntax as the tides of education swept over me. I struggled
through middle school, high school, and college, gradually finding less and
less joy in writing and creating.
