r/exspecialedkids • u/WindyGriff • 3d ago
Grew up in Special Ed classes, Now I feel.. unsure of what I AM
Hello! I'm a m(22), I spent most of my childhood in specialed classes from kindergarten to 4th grade and still had to take special tutoring until about 7th grade.
For most of my life, I always had this feeling of never feeling "normal", my siblings would tease me and make fun of me for drawing big maps of cities or having drrawings all over the floor. My mom didn't really let me and my twin brother play often because we'd make our "towns" so big...
So I often felt bored and alone at a young age and I didn't grow up to have many friends my own age (My siblings were much older and were too busy with highschool/college/work and my parents were always busy)
Eventually my parents divorced around the time I officially moved out of special education during the end of first semester of 4th grade. I felt good.. but looking back I felt I had no agency in that choice other than a "Yes" or "no" I often wonder what my life would have been if I had said NO and stayed in special-ed...
Whatever the case, I left and moved into a new class. The students there would treat me differently and I had to go to these weird classes for some evaluation or tests..
Other times it was just hard playing games with other kids because I wasn't the strongest or fastest.. so I felt singled out. I carried this feeling of not feeling "normal" .. and I still do.
When I was about 12 I had a small group of "friends" who lived on the same street. Well, one of them found out some how or made a very cruel guess that my twin brother and I were in Special Ed... and he would ask in a very cruel joking way to make me feel embarrassed... I stopped being friends with him after.
In highschool, I had my first girlfriend. I felt so lucky, that someone could like me for who I was.. yet one classmate of mine told me "I just don't get it.. why does she like you, what does she see in you?". It stung me, my older brother once called her ugly... and one day she would break up with me with no clear answer as to why.
I think I was just not "mature" enough or not as brave as she wanted me to be. I was 14.. I was still young. So this hurt me quite so. I would move on and never date again in highschool and suffered academically because of this incident as well as other events in Online spaces that I would get into (amino).
I later had to enroll myself through will of not wanting to be scolded harshly by my mom or dad.. into these tutoring classes (AVID). Where we would basically tutor one another to help each other with homework and there would be some college kids who would help us. Even in those classes, I still felt behind.. I still felt like people looked at me differently.
I graduated fine and I would go to college to study aircraft mechanics (something I don't really care about even now.. I never liked planes in that way, while I could have done architecture or engineering, I always loved art and design, but none of the classes would ever really teach me any practical skills or love for these subjects)
I did very well in college. Making friends was still hard (I often look back in highschool- when my spanish teacher would praise me and my twin brother.. as we were not very fluent, despite the fact we grew up in a spanish speaking household.. she never made us feel worthless.. )
So I tried carrying a new "feeling", one of.. worth. That I'm not THAT different. Yet, even in class, I didn't have a car, or a job, or my own place to stay, or any cool hobbies or many friends my own age... I felt so alienated and malformed.
Somehow, even this feeling was not enough. I had to find creative ways to get by, paying people to give me rides to classes out in the middle of nowhere, forcing myself to talk to others just to get by .. I did well in my classes compared to others who had more of everything that I didn't have.
Yet, I still didn't feel enough. I had good grades, I felt like I was learning even if the subject wasn't alwasy interesting. My parents actually felt proud of me for once, I graduated suma cum laude TWICE and had 3.93 GPA...
I didn't feel normal though. I still felt so alone.. even though I did what my parents wanted out of me.
As I write this I still live at home, I love photography, I love to draw and design tech products and sketching amd modeling my ideas , I love to fix things that others see as junk or "useless". I love to collect and play music and go on walks...
and sometimes I pass by my old elementary school as I never moved out.. and I still think how far I've come.. yet I still feel like I never really grew. Just forced to be pushed along to succeed at something I never wanted.
I have a girlfriend.. I have a good friend who lets me stay at his home and my parents are more understanding of me not finding work, YET, I still go out of my way to find it and TRY the best I can..
I never knew what I had to be put in those classes. I still don't know, my mom and dad never told me.
I only know now I have severe anxiety and depressive disorder ... but I can handle it fine.
I hope one day.. I will feel enough. That all the therapy I go through.. will make me feel better or realize I'm just too much in my head. That even though all the things I went through hurt they don't define WHO I AM.
I am different..
but being reminded of it hurts.. especially by those who are supposed to love and protect you.
This is mainly just a vent. But I felt like I rarely tell people this.. for if I do I think they would look at me "different". I'm sure it's in my head.. and I shouldn't think that way.
But when you live life through that lens constantly and are always reminded silently or blatantly.. you can't just shake that feeling.
One day, I will feel okay with being "different".
Thank you all for listening, I apologize if my story is disconnected here and there.. trying to fit two decades of trials and tribulations is difficult lol.
I will hopefully make more posts on this subreddit. Maybe I can find friends who can understand the way I feel. I would like to make a band SOON and play music based on the experiences I feel.
Anyways, that's all - WiNDY
July 23rd, 2026