The Hidden War You Don’t Even Know You’re Fighting

I’ve had an invisible disease my whole life.

And I never knew.

It’s not cancer. It’s not the flu. It’s not something anyone can see.

But it shaped everything—how I read, how I learned, how I saw myself.

And for years, I thought it was just me.

Imagine This:

You have the flu. A bad one. You feel weak, exhausted, unable to keep up.

But no one tells you.

In fact, every time you say, “I think something’s wrong,” people shake their heads.

No, you’re just lazy.
No, you’re just dumb.
No, you’re just weak.

Now imagine that instead of resting, you’re thrown into military boot camp.

No breaks. No medicine. No help.

Just pain, exhaustion, and shame for not keeping up.

That’s what having undiagnosed dyslexia feels like.

The Truth About Dyslexia

People think dyslexia means low intelligence.
That’s not true.

People with dyslexia are a contradiction.

Bright, sharp, quick thinkers…
…who can’t read their ABCs like a damn six-year-old.

It doesn’t make sense.

Which is why, for years, I thought… maybe I’m just stupid.

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The Moment It Clicked

I was never officially diagnosed with dyslexia.

And that pisses some people off.

But here’s the thing: F*ck you, I’m right.

I lived this.
I don’t need a doctor to validate what I already know.

And the symptoms? Undeniable.

• Struggling to read as a kid.

• Falling behind in study hall, even when I started before others.

• Reading five pages and forgetting every damn thing I just read.

• My brain shutting down when trying to process too many words.

If you’ve lived it, you know.

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There Is No Cure—But There Is A Way Out

Dyslexia isn’t like ADHD.

There’s no pill.
There’s no “fix.”

You have two choices:

1. Bust your ass. Read like your life depends on it. Train your brain like a muscle.

2. Stop reading altogether. Find another way.

And here’s the thing—I chose both.

For years, I forced myself to read.
I learned speed reading hacks.
I doubled my reading speed.

But even then… it was like running with a 50-pound weight on my back.

Then I found the loophole.

I stopped reading with my eyes.

And I started reading with my ears.

Audiobooks. Speechify.
These tools changed my life.

I read faster, better, and deeper than ever before.

And for the first time in my life…
Reading wasn’t exhausting anymore.

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You Can’t Win the War If You Don’t Know You’re Fighting It

Dyslexia doesn’t go away.
But you can adapt.

The real battle?
Realizing you’re in one.

Because for years, I thought I was just lazy, slow, and broken.

Now I know better.

And now?
I never look back.

No more shame.
No more struggle.
No more falling asleep mid-sentence.

Just freedom.

What invisible war are you still fighting?

Until next time,

Anton

Dancer, Writer, Buddhist.