I grew up feeling ashamed of myself, I wasn't able to do the things that came easily to my friends. While they were writing papers, I couldn't even write sentences. My biggest fear was that someone would find out I couldn't spell or read out loud. Because school was so challenging for me I poured my energy into art. Art gave me something I was good at, a way to be successful. When I accepted that I was dyslexic, I felt incredible freedom. No longer did I need to hide my struggles. When I started sharing my story something incredible happened, doors opened for conversations with all kinds of people who shared my experiences of shame and embarrassment. Those conversations made me realize how powerful sharing your story can be.