the-real-fair-folk:
Dyspraxia ISN’T Your Fault
I feel like that’s something I have to say — to remind myself as well as others.
For those unfamiliar with the term, dyspraxia refers to a lack of mental and physical coordination. It’s often, but not always, found in people on the autism spectrum, and can be responsible for executive functioning problems as well as issues with tasks that require hand-eye coordination. My handwriting is an ugly scrawl; I was never able to learn how to swim or ride a bike; I have difficulty organising my thoughts and reading paragraphs in sentence order.
I’m in a dance class right now. I was really nervous about joining, because I cannot dance properly. I have never been able to master even simple dance steps, because the moment I’m asked to coordinate the movement of my arms and legs, everything falls apart in my brain and I end up flailing around in despair. So, immediately after the first day of class, I approached my professor and quietly explained my limitations.
And guys, she listened. She lets me sit down and perform only the hand motions; she guides me through theme steps; I’m even allowed to sit on the side and sing + drum instead of dancing. Both of us know that my dyspraxia isn’t my fault. It doesn’t make me less worthy of being in her class. It isn’t something I can overcome if I just put in the right amount of effort. It’s a trait I was born with it, but with creative workarounds, I can enjoy the same activities non-dyspraxic people do.
Never be ashamed of your limitations, and remember that you’ve got plenty of strengths too.