Dyslexia the gift and the curse .
From my own experience of being dyslexic the gift is being able to think out of the box and very left field .
The curse is knowing you are not like others and do not fit in because you think differently.
I developed many coping strategies, to protect myself from a world I did not feel safe in . Not feeling safe was a curse .
I learned to control my life in order to protect it.
I was successful as a physio , but realised I could not think and work out things like my colleagues. The gift was being very imaginative with treatments that I found worked.
Show me a concept and I could work with it , create around it and embellish it … that was a gift .
Ask me to work it out from cold and I could not.
I failed my 11 plus three times … I now know it was because I was dyslexic . It was never recognised , they thought I was slow !
Actually I have a very quick and nimble mind , and can take off like a rocket with an idea , another gift !
My written English was not good and has taken me years to understand the formula of how to write.
I could not play the piano and site read for my left hand … it was when I was forty the penny dropped as to why. I drove my piano teacher mad and got very upset myself .
Communication can be difficult when you see something one way and the other person sees it differently, neither are wrong , compromise and meeting in the middle is a strategy,
Or you keep quiet because it no use in arguing. Self assurance and self confidence can be dealt a blow , that is damaging and a way to depression if it happens constantly.
I realise as time went on my periods of depression and anxiety were because I did not understand my world or found it hard to navigate and my coping strategies failed .
Dyslexia like many mental problems are programs and codes in the genes .
Perhaps understanding my problem with being dyslexic may shed a light I hope on your understanding of someone in your life .