Dyslexia never goes away. It doesn’t matter what our media, academia and culture implies, once a person graduates into adulthood, they take dyslexia with them.
What does change is in how that person deals with it. Sometimes, it’s accepted, other times the denial of this supposed disability lingers on throughout their lives. Often, the adult dyslexic has grown so adept at handling the more difficult symptoms that they have a minimal impact on day to day life.
|I don’t think this was quite the image the author had in mind
when she was writing her story.
by Charles Haynes, [CC BY-SA 2.0] via Flickr
The basic fact of being dyslexic, though, remains.
For me, it took a long time to learn about all the different ways my dyslexia effects me. I didn’t know about the procedural side of things, or the word recall, or the prevalence of auditory integration issues until adulthood.
For the most part, my reading is pretty smooth. It may not be as fast as some peoples’, and some situations make it next to impossible, but I still make relatively few mistakes.
The ones I do make, though?
Well, let’s just say buttered knuckles don’t quite convey the image of toughness as battered knuckles, especially after the character in question was beating up a punching bag.
Then again, buttering the knuckles before going after a punching bag might make the exercise a bit more interesting.