In my life, I have been lucky to have a sticky brain, which has gotten me through for a long time. The problem is that I cannot pinpoint any significant moment in my education where some tactic or teaching influenced the way I study. I remember lectures about Cornell notes and other strategies, but I never needed them, and then once educational challenges became too great for me to handle with my habits, that's when I REALLY needed them. I've taken the project to heart and prioritize my exploration and implementation of better learning strategies. It took me years.
It's like, the world of knowledge is a huge cavern, and I adjusted and mastered navigating by touch. Once I reached a larger opening, the cave was much too large to navigate in the same way, and I found myself stuck many times. If only I had realized that by opening my eyes I would have noticed the torches lining the walls above my head. I think I would have been able to contribute much more in the time I've been around so far.
I don't feel sorry for myself. I live a good life. I have taken responsibility for my own advancement and learning. I empathize with others who struggle with what I've struggled (and continue to contend with) in terms of learning methodology. I hope that throwing my little anecdote into the mix counts as a drop in the bucket.