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Starting my masters next month and have decided to tell the uni that I have Dyspraxia, I was diagnosed when I was very young before I started primary school. The thing that annoys me is that my Dad is convinced that I don't have dyspraxia, he says its something I had when I was a kid and I've grown out of it. Because of my Dad's attitude I didn't tell the university when I was doing my undergrad about my dyspraxia in case my Dad found out. I remember when I started driving lessons I told the instructor that I had dyspraxia and my dad told me that I didn't have it any more. It's frustrating that someone that I love is so clueless when it comes to this. I know this isn't really an AIBU because I know I'm not being unreasonable but just needed to get this off my chest.