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As I was writing an article I just posted on HubPages, I found myself starting to get frustrated with myself, when I caught the USAF magically becoming the UFAS for the fiftieth time in a row.

By the way, the article is about Project Grudge, if you’re interested.
Before moving on to the next two that I want to get a little further on before attempting to pass out for the night, I really needed to take a moment to breath. This is the perfect time to review why I’m happy to be dyslexic.
Humility
Humidity and humility aren’t the same thing. You may
need to protect your cigars from humidity with a
humador, but you don’t need to do the same for
yourself from humility.
By Langinger (Self-photographed) [Public domain],
via Wikimedia Commons
Sure, good self esteem is a great thing, but there’s nothing like stupid mistakes to knock you down a few pegs.
Being able to put your good qualities in prospective can be a very good way of grounding yourself. It also gives you something to strive for and, if you have the right sense of humor, something to laugh at yourself about.
Problem Solving
Recently, I published an article about getting and keeping your home organized. As I was writing it, I realized the impact my dyslexia had on all facets in my life, from putting my home office together to organizing the text in my writing.
Because I was forced early on to figure out how I think, why I do things the way I do and what to do about it, I’m able to break those sorts of processes down enough to help others make their journeys a little easier.
Easy Entertainment
Ok, this is probably more of a character quirk than something I share with many dyslexics, but if you get me punchy enough, you’ll probably see me degenerate into a fit of giggles over seemingly nothing.
In reality, it’s probably because one of those silly mistakes that bring humility also tickled my funny bone. I can’t help it! Combine a visual way of thinking with misunderstood words, and you get some really funny visuals.
Take music, for example. My hubby loves songs with heavy bass. When he gets in the right mood, he’ll pump up his stereo downstairs and attempt to vibrate the house into pieces.
This guy has a really, really deep voice.
By Duane Raver, U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service
[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
However, whenever I see the word “bass”, I tend to think of the fish instead of the deep, booming noise. Naturally, I immediately envision fish leaping out of the speakers and slowly piling up around him.
I keep smirking to myself because I keep seeing a mental picture of my guy surfing up the basement stairs on a wave of rainbow scales and fins. All the while, snow flies outside the window and the cats drool in the kitchen.
He crows, “Who’s up fer sushi?!”
Sadly, I’m allergic to seafood, so he gets all he wants.
Sense of Self
One of the greatest gifts that dyslexia has given me is the strong sense of self acquired through repeated process of building myself back up once I’ve been broken down.
This process is unique for each of us, but surviving it only makes you a stronger person. If you play your cards right, you also become a more compassionate person as well, because you can put yourself in the shoes of people currently going through what you have already.

This is one of the books that has changed the way I look at dyslexia, and my extension, made my life so much better.

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