In college, in grad school, in my profession, no
matter how high I have achieved, how many lives I have transformed in a positive
way, a great many people simply judged me by how well I spell, read, and do so
called normal things like every one else; being deeply dyslexic, such is impossible,
a satellite cannot act like a radio tower. I see that even the so called good, people, kind
people, educated people, and enlightened people have a very long dark side, a
side that they do not know that they have, a side they do not own, a side that I no
longer allow to be projected on me. Well they still do, but I no longer
take their shortcomings as my own. Does anyone feel as I do, see as I
do, experience this, in ways that I have.
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