With no understanding on my sensory issues, over the years, I have bought clothes that didn’t feel quite right, but I thought I could get past. Knowing would have saved me money, and those clothes could have gone to good homes.
Now when I touch something, if it doesn’t feel right, I walk away. I needed to make my understanding of the unfamiliar, familiar, I needed to stop, pause and somehow equate why things didn’t feel right.
For years I would try to make sense of my world, of my sensory issues. In some ways I did well, in others I felt lost and out of it. Understanding our issues adds positively in what is otherwise a scattered world, it guides us in everything we do.
Growing up with a disability I didn’t know I had, meant I grew up in a world I didn’t understand. Our reality is that we think, feel and behave within the confines of what we understand at that time, until we are able to learn more.
Because I grew up in an environment where my disability wasn’t discussed, meant the benefits of knowing when I did eventually find out, would mean very little to me, because I was never exposed to understanding my disability in any great detail.
It goes deeper though. Things would also look wrong, but I could never equate its meaning or significance, because I didn’t know about my disability, or what any of my symptoms meant.
You must be able to put what you know into context so that you can understand your issues and then connect with your life. That when you finally come to understand everything you need to know, you realise that knowledge, is power.