I am mainly an average kid who loves to play sports, read and play with my lizard. Like any other kid who has a sibling, I fight with my twin brother Brooks. He also comforts me. But I am not writing about him today. I’m writing about an invisible difference. Before we get to that I am just going to say I also love macaroni and cheese. My difference is I have asthma.
For my asthma I have to take an inhaler in the morning, in the night, and before all activities, like sports. Having my asthma also impacts my family because one of my parents will have to take me to see my pulmonologist. I usually have to leave early from school to get there on time. Sometimes my brother has to leave early because of me since no one else can pick him up later. I think having asthma is a little hard to get used to, but it’s not all that bad. Asthma is my invisible difference.
I have learned from this that my asthma is something to be proud of and nothing to be ashamed. This makes me different from other kids, and that’s what matters most. This makes me unique because not all people have asthma and not all people get to experience it. I have learned many things from having it, like just because I have asthma doesn’t mean I can’t do things and have fun. Also that if you have any difference no matter what it is, don’t be ashamed of it. Be proud.