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I'm not stupid, I have special needs. It may look like I'm stupid sometimes because it takes me longer to learn certain things than most people. I wish all of my college professors I had understood that because I'm actually way smarter than I give myself credit for. I can't explain why I can pick out any guitar song by ear but when it comes to solving a complex math problem I am stumped. For some reason, learning to take care of a chameleon was much easier than learning how to make friends. The truth is I don't know anyone in real life other than myself with NLD. Having a nonverbal learning disability means I have a hard time reading people's body language and facial expressions. A lot of the time, I have trouble telling when people are just joking with me (ironic, isn't it?). That's part of the stigma and I hate that that makes me different than others. Honestly, a lot of the time I'm ashamed to have NLD. For the longest time people were mean to me because they didn't understand me. I was "normal" in 3rd grade but the older I got, my symptoms appeared and I had a harder time with my peers. I wasn't diagnosed until 7th grade. The bullying got so bad it lead to severe anxiety. The anxiety got so bad that it lead to depression. I was called retard, gay and other nasty names. I hope to live in a world where people are more accepting, especially since it's hard for anyone with some kind of disability or mental disorder to accept themselves. The following pictures illustrate my good qualities and friends that love me for me. They make me feel awesome and I have a reason to be proud of these qualities because it's me.