She's telling the truth about dysgraphia - a learning disability that affects writing and coherence.
Before the educational system went to liberal hell, we called that "stupid".
You know, I always wondered about something.
These days, they break things down into 2,893 different problems, or conditions, and try to "treat" each individual one.
As you know, and it gives me no pain to admit it, I was born what's medically defined as an "environmental accident;" born without ears and hearing, because of pre-birth exposure to Accutane.
There's a
whole lot more to it than that, though. The propensity for social problems, behaviorial problems, learning problems, emotional problems, speech problems, perceptual problems, and in theory, we're uneducable. We're expected to be able only to sit on our asses in a comfortable recliner in the parlor-car of the disability gravy-train.
Although I recall my childhood and adolescence with nothing but fondness and gratitude, I have reasons to believe that, in reality, I was quite a bit of trouble for those involved in raising me. A whole bundle of problems.
But in hindsight, when thinking of all those who surrounded me, it seems there was this attitude, "Just leave it alone; he'll grow out of it."
And damn, they were right.
I'll bet nearly all that ailed the cousin in her early years would've gradually gone away, evaporated, if she didn't have so many people around her trying to interfere with, and manipulate, her growth into maturity.
I will caution, though; never having been a parent, I'm not sure it's easy to "leave things alone, to take care of themselves on their own, with time." But even if it's not easy, it's possible, and it's the best remedy of all.