There is an invisible garment woven around us from our earliest years; it is made of the way we eat, the way we walk, the way we greet people.
I put up a huge wall of denial. It was years before I was able to break through it... accepting that your child has a disability, especially one like LD that cannot be seen or easily diagnosed, is one of the hardest things to come to terms with.
I mean, who wants to live waking up... at least I don't want to live waking up everyday about revenge.

