No Eraser- A Dyslexic's Blog

I work in a job that has monthly staff meetings. And, oh lucky me, by the nature of my position I often have to attend the monthly staff meetings of more than one department. The biggest area I support does this thing each month where they have an “all about me” agenda topic, wherein someone spends about ten minutes talking about their life outside of work.   I know it sounds cheesey, but it’s a nice way to learn a little more about your colleagues than the standard, “Sally prefers diet Pepsi to diet Coke,” (Sally can burn in hell) and “Dan hates Mondays” (Get over yourself, Dan. Nobody likes Mondays). This month it was my turn. The senior director asked me to “make it good.”   This guy knows I have a lot of (too many) hobbies outside of work, and I could tell he was expecting something epic to break up the monotany of quarterly reports, metrics, and other such boring business verbiage. Now, I don’t think I’m all that compelling, but to a room of people in...

Hello world! My name is Rachel and I am dyslexic – a very produ a dyslexic. Oh! Did you see that too? Ah! What perfect and hilarious timing as I write this!   That unintentional foible above, and those like it, gave rise to the name of this blog. I decided a while back that I wanted to write a blog about my experince as a successful adult with dyslexia. My journey as a dyslexic has been as hard as you might imagine. But, I perservered, and managed to learn to read (evaluators told my mother I would only be able to survive with books on tape), go to college (I spent the bulk of thrid grade in the special ed classroom), finish a graduate degree and a professional degree (nearly every day of elementary school was a nightmare filled with bullying about my precevied intellegence). I’ve come a long way and accomplished a lot of cool things academically and professionally. I couldn’t have done it without an amazing mother and a great group of friends. But, mostly, my a...