Let go back to when I was in elementary school for a minute. I was diagnosed with dyslexia and SPD in second grade. I was upset and sad but to some degree always knew. I was also held back in that grade. And even though that is the reason I know all of my friends now it sucked at the time because I was separated from my best friend. It was hard because I watched her get bullied, become depressed and go through the pain of watching her parents divorce. I couldn't stop the bullying because I wasn't there to tell the kids to stop when it happened. I only started making friends a year and a half later. And I felt behind with my new friends because they were all in the advanced class (and yes my school had advanced classes along with teachers who picked favorites) and I was in the class for students who needed extra help. I was pulled out of my classes a lot and never fully learned my multiples, cursive, and a few other things. This is still a problem to this day for me because I can't quickly know what 12 x 6 is or 7 x 9, I can't type quickly with both hands, I can't sign something in cursive and I make a lot of typos. But luckily I found ways to help with this kind of stuff, I improved a lot when I switched schools and I'm still working on it with out giving up. As devastated as I was to leave my friends looking back I know my mom made the right choice to have me switch my schools. I'm doing better now than I had ever done academically at my old school. I honestly didn't like new principal they picked but I guess that's life and you can't change it to much. My new school is a better fit for sure.