Dyspraxic traits Self-identity


Okay, let’s start off with a show of hands.  How many dyspraxic people can honestly say they loved their school days?  No, I didn’t think too many hands would go up.

I was born in 1980, when dyspraxia was not on many professionals – or parents – radars, so I was diagnosed at the age of 23, (in)conveniently after I had completed formal education.  Miraculously, I came out as completely average – straight Cs for my GCSEs and A-Levels and a 2:2 in my degree (a whole other story).  My physical challenges were well-documented, driving even the most patient of teachers to distraction, but the social challenges I faced were largely ignored, or attributed to other experiences I had growing up.

I am relieved to see that in nearly 40 years, dyspraxic children’s experience of school has improved.  They have access to social stories, friendship benches and earlier professional interventions, but one key ingredient in friendship is confidence, which seems to be overlooked.  While I was researching this article, I read numerous articles and not one mentioned this vital skill.

The problem is, it is very hard to increase a dyspraxic child’s confidence and frighteningly easy to knock it.  When I first started school, for example, getting from one day to the next was challenging enough, so as much as I wanted to make, and keep, friends, it wasn’t my top priority.  Fast forward to high school and the gap between myself and my peers was ever increasing.  This made keeping up with the school’s demands much harder.  Those that did reach out found themselves mediating between their friends and me or being forced to choose between joining in with the teasing or being teased themselves.

Just as bad is the effect this had on my family, who were forever trying to help me make friends.  Like Winnie the Pooh’s Tigger, I bounded up to someone, feeling hopeful and excited, and then almost immediately failed, which knocked my confidence.  It didn’t help that my every deviation from the norm flew round the school, humiliating me and causing my brother to be mocked by children in his year group and those further up the school.  I still feel guilty that my differences made my brother’s school experience so unpleasant.  The advice I had been given (don’t take over conversations being a key one and separating private and public information being another – sorry Mum!), felt almost impossible to practice and were hard to swallow.  I spent most of my school and university years feeling like a failure.  Perhaps unsurprisingly, I also lacked confidence.

What saved me were my outside interests.  They were atypical – I loved musicals, for example – but being able to pursue them outside of school helped enormously.  I had something to look forward to after school.  I unintentionally chose quite structured activities, so everyone knew what was happening next.  I had a role, which made me feel included and made me feel better about being me.  Better still, few of my school ‘friends’ went, so I could relax a little, which improved my social skills and helped me enjoy myself.

Studying abroad helped too.  Of all my school experiences, the best ones were in foreign countries.  My American high school was particularly helpful, where the focus was on what I could do, rather than what I couldn’t.  The word ‘freak’, frequently applied to me in the UK, was replaced with ‘unique’.  The inference was the same but I got positive feedback that I could relate to and therefore appreciate, in contrast to the backhanded compliments I got in the UK.

I took adult education classes after I left school, which helped me meet people and further expanded my interests.  It also increased my self-esteem because I had some success.

As an adult, I still struggle to make friends and confidence is by no means the only element you need to make friends.  Boundaries, for example, are important and a lack of them has led to some friendships becoming almost like a form of guidance, rather than sharing time together.  This is not helped by still being unable to work out the difference between public and private information, and working out appropriate conversation topics which, much like high school, seem to change on an almost daily basis and sometimes more!

Confidence however leads to self-belief, which means you make better choices.  You also feel comfortable with those choices, so if you disagree with someone it is easier to reach a resolution.  Dealing effectively with conflict is also creates balance in a friendship and it is good to see conflict resolution skills slowly coming into the classroom.

I want to close this article by thanking my friends.  They come in many forms, shapes and sizes.  They are beyond patient, they make me laugh and they cry with me.  I have exceptionally wise friends, giving me space to explore my life and they are there to celebrate my successes.  They are specific without my needing to ask them to.  It is true what they say (and here, I risk a lack of appropriacy): A good friend is like a bra: hard to find one you’re comfortable with, always provides support, holds you tight and is always close to your heart.

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  1. Thank you Clair Really interesting article. I find with having a long memory I’m v good at remembering past bad experiences and sometimes letting these inhibit me from trying again or another way or dismissing an idea out of hand. I do find that people feel able to confide in me their deepest darkest secrets as I’m seen as non judgemental by many. Dating particularly the online kind is where I’ve been stumped but am toying with idea of writing something to share my experience of this for good of others as a follow up to my light hearted tale of woe in these pages which was about Dyspraxia and Masculinity.

    • Thanks for your feedback Tom :). Being non-judgemental is an excellent skill to have – it gives people the space to grow and shows you very empathetic. I think a lot of dyspraxic people are empathetic. I have also struggled with dating, so I would definitely encourage you to share your experiences. Looking forward to reading about them soon 🙂

  2. This is so well written & not only did my experience mirror yours. I was also born in 1980.
    I was diagnosed with dyspraxia & dyslexia a few years ago.
    I was referred for a dyslexia test at the end of my university degree.
    My lecturer flagged that I possibly had similar issues to that of his nephew & referred me for a dyslexia test. It turned out I had been diagnosed with dyspraxia and dyslexia.
    I got married this year and although it was a happy experience. The planning took its toll on me as I had no help from family. But my husband is a gem so I feel very lucky.
    It has helped to know other people understand my experience

    • Thanks for your feedback, Alexandra, and congratulations on your wedding! I also find it comforting that other people have had similar experiences to me. It’s great that your lecturer picked up your issues and were able to refer you for tests. I struggle with planning too, but I’m glad you got help from your family and I hope you enjoyed your special day with your husband. Just remember you earn your luck! Your husband is also luck to have you and I wish you both many happy years together :).

  3. Going through School was difficult for me they never really made an effort to diagnose dyspraxia, every year they would give me a dyslexia test which always came back as clear, until I was 14 and refused to take it. i struggled to socialise and trust people and the ones who i did trust usually turned on me and made fun of my issues. It wasn’t until College and university where I was properly able to socialise with others as we had left the clique culture of school.

    this has been a really interesting article for me and one I strongly relate to.

  4. Fabulous article Claire. Sometimes it’s difficult to understand what it’s like to be neurodivergent and how tiring it can be just to get through a ‘normal’ day. You have given a great insight into dyspraxia. Proud of you!

    • Thanks for the kind comment Gill. We love this piece from Claire and so wonderful that she is sharing her experience with us and the reader.

  5. My grandson was diagnosed with dyspraxia and dyslexia aged 6/7 he is 12 now and just finishing his first year at secondary school and though doing well academically is struggling with friends I feel for him as it is very lonely for him and because of this hates school and has done really well during lock down and is adamant he won’t go back to school next year. Marc

  6. Hi, Claire, I have an 9 year old daughter who is currently in a private school in the UK ( I am not from the UK myself). She has dyspraxia, and is going through, I believe, a similar experience. I am thinking of putting her into American School in London (UK) in a hope that she will also be treated as unique rather than otherwise. Luckily, we diagnosed her at 8 years old, and she is having an occupational therapy that seems to be helping, but the world has not improved (in terms of how children treat other children who have dyspraxia) since you were that age, I am afraid. If you have any advice you would have given your parents in terms of how best to support a child going through this, please let me know.

    • Hi Lydia
      Worth asking the school about its ethos and policies on inclusivity. Encourage your daughter to find activities she can enjoy and excel at, to help develop her confidence and sense of self.

  7. Hi Clare my son has dyspraxia he started secondary school last year on he’s first day he made a lot of friends which I was so proud of him he had a great year. Then the first day back in year 8 he went to he’s class to be told by he’s teacher he’s in a different class he was so up set all he’s friends was in that class. They have put him in a class for extra help some of the kids have been saying things to him like your in a stupid class I’ve had meetings with the school and they will not move him he hasn’t been in school for nearly 2 weeks now I’m so annoyed they don’t understand how important it is to have friends now he’s in a class with no friends I feel some people don’t actually understand dyspraxia.


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My name is Claire. I have always had Dyspraxia but was diagnosed after completing my formal education. Being neurodivergent can prove very challenging, but I am grateful for the insights I have gained because of it. I hope to show how Dyspraxia brings as many positives as it does challenges.
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