I'm 23 and just found out that I was born with cerebral palsy. I've had problems walking all my life, but all I was ever told was that my problems were because I was a premature baby (which I suppose is true in essence).
At last, there is a name for my nightmare and I can say to my parents,"Its not just in my head". I'm finally going to get treatment for my problems, though it may be too little... way too late. Even if nothing changes physically, I am changed. I have discovered yet another missing peice to the mysteries of my past. I am one step further in my journey to become who I really am and who I desire to be.