I have known that there was something unusual about my abilities for many years, but only when I was into my thirties did I realise it was diss-lex-eya! ~ Never mind many other words, I really can't even remember how to spell "Dyslexia" on many occasions, and that's a fact!
Nowadays I am well into my 50's and I do not get at all hung up on the fact that I have dyslexia, because once you know what it is that causes you so many problems, that's when you can breath a sigh-of-relief and start to find ways around it!
For example, I have always had issues remembering peoples names, so my trick is not to use them! ~ Simples! ~ I try to use other forms of address that are as neutral as I can think of. For example a young woman is known as a "lovely girl", one not so young would be a "lovely lady". A man would be a "good chap" or a "good fellow", etc, etc. Make them up yourself, so long as they are non-offending, otherwise you are dodgy ground!
One thing I learned early on is to keep things as light-hearted as possible and not to let it get the better of me. I utilise that relentless 'dyslexic' perseverance and dogged determination in order to beat this horrid and invariably frustrating affliction into some kind of order. The overriding factor is to "never-give-up" and eventually you will find solutions to many of those dyslexic related annoyances!
25 June 2015.