Disabilities are not strictly physical.

[Brian37]

I am writing this right now, because I need to vent about my own life history. I don't kick myself anywhere near the way I did growing up. Back then I didn't know any better. I am writing this now because of my recent attempts to submit my poetry to an atheist org. 

I suck at spelling, always have. I do try to look for the red lines before hitting submit. But no matter how hard I try, I always miss something. It is frustrating, but I also refuse to beat myself up over it. I can spend even up to an hour after submitting a poem just in a thread, posting, then editing, submitting again, only to find another error. I do hate that but I also don't have anyone in person I can submit a paper copy to. I also don't have an office and a staff. 

I do for example know the difference between no and know, their and there, and to and too, but find myself frequently correcting those because I miss it. But for whatever reason while I am in the initial post my brain does not always catch it. And even with the benefit of the red line, again, I do try my best to catch it, but if the text is big enough, no matter what, I miss something. 

I also get anxiety too, and even when not submitting it for approval of others, my brain constantly tells me to get it out before you accidentally forget, or worse, hit the wrong key and delete it, which I have done.

It also did not help having parents who were perfectionists and teachers. I know they meant well, but I was diagnosed as LD and also see that in my biological family. I simply think that far too much of society sees a disability as only physical and that is simply not the case. To keep my own sanity, I have to simply do the best I can and not beat myself up over everything. I am already my own worst critic. 

I needed to write this right now, because I am really stressing over if a poem or a couple of them will be printed by that org. I know people like many of my poems, but I still stress out knowing I can only cope with and not cure my disability. 

Things like bi polar, anxiety and depression can be just as crippling as a broken arm or missing limb.

[Gawdzilla Sama]

I broke my math bone in the fifth grade, it never healed properly.

[Drich]

I am writing this right now, because I need to vent about my own life history. I don't kick myself anywhere near the way I did growing up. Back then I didn't know any better. I am writing this now because of my recent attempts to submit my poetry to an atheist org. 

I suck at spelling, always have. I do try to look for the red lines before hitting submit. But no matter how hard I try, I always miss something. It is frustrating, but I also refuse to beat myself up over it. I can spend even up to an hour after submitting a poem just in a thread, posting, then editing, submitting again, only to find another error. I do hate that but I also don't have anyone in person I can submit a paper copy to. I also don't have an office and a staff. 

I do for example know the difference between no and know, their and there, and to and too, but find myself frequently correcting those because I miss it. But for whatever reason while I am in the initial post my brain does not always catch it. And even with the benefit of the red line, again, I do try my best to catch it, but if the text is big enough, no matter what, I miss something. 

I also get anxiety too, and even when not submitting it for approval of others, my brain constantly tells me to get it out before you accidentally forget, or worse, hit the wrong key and delete it, which I have done.

It also did not help having parents who were perfectionists and teachers. I know they meant well, but I was diagnosed as LD and also see that in my biological family. I simply think that far too much of society sees a disability as only physical and that is simply not the case. To keep my own sanity, I have to simply do the best I can and not beat myself up over everything. I am already my own worst critic. 

I needed to write this right now, because I am really stressing over if a poem or a couple of them will be printed by that org. I know people like many of my poems, but I still stress out knowing I can only cope with and not cure my disability. 

Things like bi polar, anxiety and depression can be just as crippling as a broken arm or missing limb.

Aren't you one of the b-holes who give me hell about my spelling??? and here I never once corrected anything you have to say... Why? I never noticed.. Plus you were LD??? : (Little Dummy) I was SLD (Slow & Learning Disabled) or as the kids reassigned it.. Stupid Little Dummy.
I didn't teach myself to read till I was in my 20 via comic books and subtitles. Even so I've written letters to the pope and the president, Got a letter back from bush and trump. Obama must have been too busy. Anyway I've had things published and alot rejected I've never let any of that stuff slow me down. Despite how many of you try and use my various difficulties to shut me down. my back story is unique and it make me who I am. so what if I can't meet some stupid drone standard of intelligence.. who wants the sheep award anyway. Besides being who God made me I know He had to have a way to slow me down or my Ego would consume me. so He gave me a thorn in the flesh. Something debilitating to Keep me humble and grounded otherwise I would be intollerable being absolutely right about everything including grammar and spelling.

If and when you are ready to stop feeling sorry for your retarded self you will note that even if being LD is a broken limb, that given time it will heal. or you can always nut up and learn to use the other one.

[Brian37]

I am writing this right now, because I need to vent about my own life history. I don't kick myself anywhere near the way I did growing up. Back then I didn't know any better. I am writing this now because of my recent attempts to submit my poetry to an atheist org. 

I suck at spelling, always have. I do try to look for the red lines before hitting submit. But no matter how hard I try, I always miss something. It is frustrating, but I also refuse to beat myself up over it. I can spend even up to an hour after submitting a poem just in a thread, posting, then editing, submitting again, only to find another error. I do hate that but I also don't have anyone in person I can submit a paper copy to. I also don't have an office and a staff. 

I do for example know the difference between no and know, their and there, and to and too, but find myself frequently correcting those because I miss it. But for whatever reason while I am in the initial post my brain does not always catch it. And even with the benefit of the red line, again, I do try my best to catch it, but if the text is big enough, no matter what, I miss something. 

I also get anxiety too, and even when not submitting it for approval of others, my brain constantly tells me to get it out before you accidentally forget, or worse, hit the wrong key and delete it, which I have done.

It also did not help having parents who were perfectionists and teachers. I know they meant well, but I was diagnosed as LD and also see that in my biological family. I simply think that far too much of society sees a disability as only physical and that is simply not the case. To keep my own sanity, I have to simply do the best I can and not beat myself up over everything. I am already my own worst critic. 

I needed to write this right now, because I am really stressing over if a poem or a couple of them will be printed by that org. I know people like many of my poems, but I still stress out knowing I can only cope with and not cure my disability. 

Things like bi polar, anxiety and depression can be just as crippling as a broken arm or missing limb.

Aren't you one of the b-holes who give me hell about my spelling??? and here I never once corrected anything you have to say... Why? I never noticed.. Plus you were LD??? : (Little Dummy) I was SLD (Slow & Learning Disabled) or as the kids reassigned it.. Stupid Little Dummy.
I didn't teach myself to read till I was in my 20 via comic books and subtitles. Even so I've written letters to the pope and the president, Got a letter back from bush and trump. Obama must have been too busy. Anyway I've had things published and alot rejected I've never let any of that stuff slow me down. Despite how many of you try and use my various difficulties to shut me down. my back story is unique and it make me who I am. so what if I can't meet some stupid drone standard of intelligence.. who wants the sheep award anyway. Besides being who God made me I know He had to have a way to slow me down or my Ego would consume me. so He gave me a thorn in the flesh. Something debilitating to Keep me humble and grounded otherwise I would be intollerable being absolutely right about everything including grammar and spelling.

If and when you are ready to stop feeling sorry for your retarded self you will note that even if being LD is a broken limb, that given time it will heal. or you can always nut up and learn to use the other one.

I would be a hypocrite if I ignore when I do it, but I don't which is why I made this post idiot.

When people correct my spelling I thank them. 

And what do disabilities have to do with the fictional God you merely think is real anyway? My errors don't make your god real in any case.

[Cyberman]

Next time you break a leg, Drich, why don't you nut up and stop feeling sorry for yourself?

[Brian37]

Next time you break a leg, Drich, why don't you nut up and stop feeling sorry for yourself?

Drippy isn't understanding that I am not feeling sorry for myself, but merely explaining this is something millions of people go through and "just do it" is a shallow over simplification of a complex problem.

[The Industrial Atheist]

I get where your coming from as I have schizoaffective disorder which for me is auditory hallucinations plus a mood disorder. What I feel right now is lack of ability to work and drive a car and lack of romantic relationships. I've never really had anyone that way. But at least it gives me material for my Industrial Music.

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[Catholic_Lady]

I'm sorry you're going through that.

[The Industrial Atheist]

I'm sorry you're going through that.

Thank you, Catholic Lady.

Unless you meant Brian, if so that's still a cool thing.

[Catholic_Lady]

It was initially a response for Brian because I hadn't scrolled down to see your post yet. But now that I saw it, my comment is for you as well.