I have had a learning disability (LD) for as long as I can remember, and as a result I have always felt alienated.
It was the day before my fifth birthday when she first arrived. My siblings and I had already successfully scared away three nannies in two months.
She brought me a doll, a gift I promptly rejected. I was a tomboy in Greenwich, CT, and deeply offended by Addie’s pink-skirted, blond-haired peace offering. It didn’t take long for my siblings and I to realize that despite our valiant and ruthless efforts, she wasn’t going anywhere.