This popped up this morning and I did a double take before staring at it in confusion for a while and glancing between it and the time, then I took a screenshot because I was like, what’s wrong with my phone? It’s wayyyy past 6:30 buddy, you’re a little late on that reminder. So i go to my calendar to see what I missed by three hours at least, and I look at the little time blocks and go, wait a second, it said six, not nine, did it give me the wrong number for some reason?? And I go back to the screenshot and suddenly it says 9:30 when it definitely said 6:30 before because I did NOT skim over that, I stared at it and checked back and forth between the time and it several times. If anyone was wondering what dyslexic people mean by letters moving, they don’t mean dancing around the page and leaving, this number moved, it turned upside down in my brain, switching positions could be another example, but it’s just in that position. I don’t know if anyone actively sees them moving, I know I’ve progressively seen letters look less like letters as time went on, but they didn’t move, they just slowly stopped being letters to my brain and I couldn’t read them even though they looked the same, my brain wouldn’t translate, that’s the closest I’ve gotten to letters moving while I’m watching, they became unreadable to me as I was reading. There are other things to it, but that’s what that specific symptom means. Also in this case it’s dyscalcula, which is numbers, but it annoys me when in movies they show that kind of thing like a crazy hallucination of the letters doing dances for you and it’s adjacent enough to work as an example. I also only just realized that this is why I could never do those timed addition sheets in third grade, then the other kids got to go to a pizza party while a few of us stayed behind doing those stupid sheets without a time limit this time to study math we already knew, it was so frustrating knowing I was smart and knowing I could do BASIC ADDITION, but just not being able to and then feeling sad and ashamed because almost everyone else got to go to the pizza party and I can’t help but wonder, how many other kids were like me? Very smart (I had been tested to have a genius level IQ by multiple professionals, that’s not to brag, it does me very little good and genius stupidity is a real thing, it’s to put into perspective that I was a smart kid and I knew it, I was always being told that, but I couldn’t do addition while timed but the other kids did and you have to understand, knowing I was that smart made me so much more mad at myself then I ever would’ve been otherwise) just couldn’t do those sheets because of the time limit. Obviously that was a while ago for me, but my friends kid is practicing those damn sheets and it makes me mad because I know I can’t have been the only kid who felt ashamed and angry and stupid because of those and they’re still doing them and I know that kind of thing is underdiagnosed (especially dyscalcula I think, because people don’t know it’s a thing and don’t think to get tests for it) and I could do it, I just couldn’t do it as quickly because if I go too fast I’ll mix up sixes and eights and such then I’ll get the questions wrong anyways, I’m good at math, but I need to be so careful to read the questions carefully and even then, I still have some issues with telling numbers apart, it’s just only enough (when I slow way down) to only miss a number that it still gives me a good score.
