Not my life

Just incase you were wondering. Dyslexia is NOT my life. Its just that I have been forced to think about it more lately because I seem to of gone threw a pretty bad patch with it recently. I think alot of people who have dyslexia will vouch for the fact that we have good and bad days like any one else. On my good days I can read pretty quick and find the right words I need when writing. And all of the other things that Joe Public doesn't realise are connected with dyslexia are also easier than normal. Things like remembering instructions and getting words like tomorrow/yesterday right and the day of the week and the month your in. Not to mention the hole right/left thing that alot of us have going on. It makes life pretty interesting (and difficult) at times. On bad days though. Well they are the days I wish I had not got out of bed. On them days writing is basically a non starter. There is no point because I after I have red the sentence I can't remember anything of what I just read. Writing is almost always difficult. But on a bad day I might as well not bother with that either because I can't reed it later on. And then all that right/left and tomorrow/yesterday stuff is just the icing on the cake on those days. Anyway. Back to the top of this blog entry. Dyslexia is not my life. It just feels like it right now because I have more dyslexic moments when I am tired and stressed. And I am tired and stressed right now.