Last night I experienced on of the most frustrating situations ever. I got into an argument with one of the most important people in my life. No biggy right? Wrong. The argument is not what got to me, it’s not being able to explain myself. I know a lot of you guys will agree when I say “well dyslexia has nothing to do with being at a loss for words.” While that is true, it’s still effects a person with dyslexia greatly in my opinion. From my point of view it is way more frustrating because, as for me, I completely shut down. I just want the world to go away and be alone at that moment. I can’t tell my words from words, my numbers from numbers
, emotions from, well I think you understand what I’m getting at.
When I have someone asking me what’s wrong or when I just want to flat out make my point, I always have an answer but it’s always so hard to say in words. I mean I can’t just go growling and screaming at people and saying “That’s how I feel” or “That’s the point I was trying to make” that would just make me look like a crazy person. I’ve tried to write down everything, I have books upon books of writing, I love to write but my writing is so depressing. I’m always asked “Why don’t you write something happy” well, when i write something happy it turns out like crap. When I write something sad and depressing its really go but, it doesn’t make me feel any better. So as you can see I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place. I’m still trying to figure out if my problem with not being able to fully explain myself is coming from being dyslexic or if just the “normal” part of me. Well, right not I know I have to make up for what I have done last night because it was a stupid argument and I take full blame, yes, for all you men out there that think that women think that they are always right Hell just froze over because I know it was my fault.
