Picture yourself in class. You are learning how to speak a foreign language, but with the same alphabet as your natural tongue. You try and try and try but never seem to be able to remember what you learn. Basic vocabulary and concepts often seem to disappear from your brain. And all the while you are surrounded by classmates who are doing quite well at learning this language. Image dreading to be called on by your teacher and having to ask for the 3rd time that day what a word means again. You feel stupid, adequate. You want to learn this language but something in your mind is blocking you, a wall made of numbers and equations you have to break down brick by brick.
That's one of the best ways I can think of to describe my experience with dyscalculia. Math, is everywhere in this world. You use it everyday in any number of situations. You can't escape it if you struggle with it.
I used to say "Oh. I am just REALLY BAD at Math." Now I try to do my best to explain dyscalculia.
If you have ever heard of Fermat's Enigma you will understand this analogy. (If not, look it up, its fascinating)
How I learn math is quite an enigma, but someone solved Fermat's Enigma, and I am determined to solve mine. (With a lot of practice and help of course!)
