Dyspraxia

When I write about this or want to write about it, I don’t always know how to put it into words.

So writing this poem is a start.

Because as well as writing things that come from the mind, I can write things that come from the heart.

Now here we go: I will set free the bluebirds.

Dyspraxia. I have oral, global and physical dyspraxia.

My speech has improved significantly since I was a young child.

My dyspraxia now is very mild.

My coordination has improved.

I always used to be halfway down the field in a school race whilst the others had finished.

Apparently I could not jump.

Now I run three times a week. I do Parkrun, running club and efforts.

From when I was little my confidence has significantly grown.

Eye contact. I was awful at eye contact. I would look around the room when someone was talking to me.

Now I am good at eye contact and find it very helpful and beautiful to see the emotions in people’s eyes.

Above most of my challenges of dyspraxia I rise.

I have the most loyal and funny friends, treasured since year nine.

I used to label myself and let the label become me. Because I didn’t know why I was different, I wanted a label.

Labels are damaging. Don’t let it define you. No one is a label. Dyspraxia is part of me but I am not dyspraxia.