A Short, Angry Essay About Living With a Learning Disability

I couldn’t tie my shoes until I was in the 5th grade.

Pay attention to that second word. “Couldn’t.” I could not do it; I tried and tried for years and it wouldn’t work. And it wasn’t for a lack of effort: there were specialized physical therapists who did their best to help me, there were countless scattershot days of the week when I was pulled out of class…