AS a dyslexic, growing up made me feel like an outsider. It was like I was destined to walk a path less travelled as words and letters danced before my eyes, refusing to align with the structured patterns that my peers saw with ease.
I had to, and still have to, re-read paragraphs or sections of a document to “get them to stick”. But I read a lot and actually enjoy it. I just wish I was better at it.
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