I went through school struggling with education and felt I was stupid. I taught myself that to succeed I have to work hard, because I wasn’t capable of working smart.
Before my last couple of exams at university I found out I had dyslexia and the lady who tested me told me to stop using coping strategies and do the task as asked. Which I seriously struggled with. I basically taught myself how to mask my ‘disability.’
Education was one example, but I found I processed and valued different parts of my experience than was expected of me favouring talking over writing, visualising over reading…
Being labelled gave me clarity but also curiousity. My mindset clicked to give reason not excuses. I still work on my communication, spelling and structure daily.
The image below takes this learning ‘disability’ to another level. It feels to me more like a personality type, and one I am happy to associate with.
Share this image with someone you know who has dyslexia, I’m sure it will give them a boost! 
