adoylelb90815 wrote:
For me, it was in the second grade, but that was the teacher, so my mom pulled me out of her class. I wasn't really a stimming type of Aspie, but that teacher expected everyone to sit perfectly still. I must have blocked that out, because the only bullying I remember was from the classmates, and that it started sometime in the third grade. That was because I was pulled out of class for speech therapy at least once a week or so, and that I also wore glasses to fix a lazy left eye. I wasn't diagnosed then since it wasn't until I was an adult that autism was seen as a spectrum, and nobody knew about Asperger's. My mom remembers that teacher, and she still has negative things to say even though she was also a teacher until she retired.
For me, the worst year was 7th grade, when I went to one junior high where a lot of bullies attended. Fortunately, we moved across town, so I was able to finish at another school, and go to a different high school. The thing is that I do wear glasses as an adult, but that's because I need them to see things in the distance and to legally drive.
"The thing is that I do wear glasses as an adult, but that's because I need them to see things in the distance and to legally drive."
Just had to jump in for a moment remembering how getting my first glasses in 2nd grade made me unhappy that even though I could see I still didn't have any friends, offset by the beauty of the night sky (and everything else) that had only been a blur.