In the book I talk about my disability, going into detail, growing up not knowing I had a disability or what that was. My biggest struggle was not piecing together the truth behind others not wanting to know about my disability.
Not knowing about my disability or what my symptoms were growing up made it harder because I wanted to talk about how I felt. When I found out about my disability it was already too late, I was in my late forties.
How does not having that conversation make me feel? That part will always be shroud in regret. Had my disability been discussed, I would have understanding around how and why, instead of having being given a fait accompli. I have come to rely on my own intuitive thinking around the whys and wherefores.
Through the book being able to piece my disability and life together has given me understanding that I would never have had without.