When people look at me they
may think l am older than them, a mum and they may think I have nothing in
common with them which may lead to them not wanting to talk to me. People might
think l am odd and sometimes when I speak my words come out wrong, or I do not
make sense but it does not mean l am disabled.
Some people might think I
come across as confident but deep down l am not; it is just façade and l am as
nervous as hell. Some people might look at my blue notebook or my coloured
handbooks and think I have special treatment or wonder why I don’t have white
paper; this is because l am colour sensitive, I can’t deal with white paper.
It’s nothing special and people may see I get more help than them; this is only
because I am dyslexic. If I had a choice I would rather be ‘normal’ and not
have dyslexia and struggle but then I would not be me because it’s part of me.
Another misconception I have
is that I struggle with academia; am married and have a child. I should not be at university. I have as much
right as anyone else to be at university, I do struggle and have been out of
school a long time but this was because I was not given the support at school
so I chose to leave and go to work. I
have this disability that causes me to overcome hurdles but l am trying hard.
To graduate at university to me would be such an achievement; it would mean the
world to me. Also when people look at me they may see one
eye bigger then my other eye and shuts when I laugh: people may think l am odd
but when I was 17 years old I got Bells Parsley
which gave me a mini stroke on one side of my face and left me with a
defect. This is something which I am conscious of and hate having my photos
taken. When people mention it , it embarrasses me.
We had write a piece are how we think people by miss judge us . These are my thoughts that i think people might misjudge me.
Copyright@ Emma Fitzgerald
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