For people who are in or where in special education, Why where you there? What was it like? How did you do later in life? And did it have any effect as a adult?

  • daggermoon@lemmy.world
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    1 month ago

    I was there because of multiple learning disabilities. I was smarter than most kids my age is the funny part. I just sucked at learning the way they taught us. My whole life people told me I’m smart but I never believed them until recently. I’m at the part of my life where I feel trapped now, partly because everyday I go to work with people dumber than sacks of shit and it takes a toll on me mentally. I’m told things get better.

  • BellaDonna
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    1 month ago

    Honestly it ruined my life in significant, permanent ways. The social ostracization that happens by being in different settings, prevented me from learning a lot of basic socialization skills until my 20s.

    I’ve struggled my whole life to ‘catch up’ to people my age, so many of my friends are not in my exact age bracket, instead being in mid to late twenties instead of forties and most are surprised to find I’m as old as I am because I don’t look or act it.

    It took me three decades to get out of poverty and have my first career job.

    0/10 would not recommend.

  • That_Devil_Girl@lemmy.ml
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    Why where you there? What was it like? How did you do later in life? And did it have any effect as a adult?

    I shouldn’t have been in special education, but I was. Home life was a nightmare. My mom and dad would constantly fight and take it out on me.

    That meant once I left school for home, there was zero chance of ever getting any homework assignments done. I would get straight A’s on tests, yet would get all zeros on homework assignments.

    The school wouldn’t listen, nor cared about, the abuse going on at home. They were always short staffed and short on budget, so special ed was their bandaid solution.

    The special ed teachers ptotested time and time again as I clearly didn’t belong there. Sometimes the class would read aloud a book together. We would go in a circle, each reading a paragraph. Everyone else struggled to get through it, I breezed through it.

    The teachers wouldn’t let me participate anymore as I was unintentionally embarrassing the other students. There was no internet or smartphones at the time. So I spent nearly all of high school, reading any and every book I could get my hands on, silently.