Friendless

Let me start out by saying that not all dyslexic people are like me, so in no way am I saying all dyslexics are friendless.

Some of my early memories were quite depressing. I remember having birthday parties and my mom inviting her teacher friends kids. Mainly so I would have people to play with. I notice I had trouble making friends and once people found out I was dyslexic, I was labeled short bus. I became really bitter. The friends I had growing up, were one at a time. What I mean by that is, I would have a best-friend for several years and then all of sudden something would happen and back to friendless. I know I am really guarded and even as an adult that hasn't changed. I have one really good friend even now, no one really else. The only other person I am kind of close with is my wife's male cousin. After awhile I started worrying what is wrong with me. I know I'm introverted which I received that trait from my mother. I have always had a hard time being myself and finding people that really liked me for me. I had an even harder time liking me, why would anyone else.

So this is my post about my on-going battle with relational issues and myself. I am grateful that I have a wonderful wife, son, and family.