No More Bondage…I am Free!

Living with Dyslexia was like living in bondage for so many years of my life. It was like being held captive and caged. I eventually learned to overcome many of the effects that Dyslexia had on my learning, but for years I was still held in bondage to the emotional side of Dyslexia. That’s the part very few people, including teachers and parents talk about.

The following excerpt is from a blog I started last year, entitled No More Bondage, I Am Free:

“I came across several inspiring bloggers, who did nothing more than live their life out loud-through blogging. I was inspired. I was left thinking, “I want to do that, but can I? Will anyone actually read it? Will anyone actually care? Is my life inspirational?” Heck! I am not the best writer and then…this isn’t my first attempt at blogging.

You see, too often I do care what others think, say, or believe about me. I am super sensitive and tend to be insecure at times. God and I are working through this.

After thinking long and hard, I decided I wanted to try and shout, “No more bondage, I am free” and this is who I am:

I AM that mom who is really conscious about what she feeds her family yet allows her daughter to watch a little more TV than she would like.

I am NOT that mom who keeps her house spotless. I honestly try, but I struggle.

I AM that girl who gets her feelings hurt easily.

I am NOT that girl who is well organized or consistent.

I AM that mom who believes in travel and exposure.

I am NOT that mom who believes corporal punishment is the answer every time a child misbehaves- that is LAZY parenting for those who do.

I AM that girl who is very quirky and who

has spent a lot of time learning to love that about herself.

I am NOT that girly or really into make-up and fashion (trying to get better).

I AM that wife who supports her husband through it all- his ride & LIVE chick!

I am NOT that wife who does everything right.”

This happens to be my third attempt at blogging. So much for last year. I am so inconsistent, but that’s me. I refuse to go back into bondage to the emotional side of Dyslexia. So, I don’t beat myself up. I just keep trying. I have learned that’s me too- I just keep trying. If anything Dyslexia has taught me to never give up and I’ve learned it can only hold me in bondage if I allow it too.

I came across the quote below on the Facebook page of LD.org. I love it!! It’s what I do…I find the courage to try just one more time, every time.

No more bondage, I am free.