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My Dyslexia Story: Faye Murrell

Monday 21 July 2025

I was diagnosed around 2010, so I was 7 or 8.

My teachers called my parents in for a meeting, that's when they said they think I have dyslexia.ÌýI think the teachers must of known when I wasn't on the same level as all the other children myÌýage.

I felt like I couldn't talk to anyone as I didn't understand what was going on in my head. I always thought that I wasn't good enough and I will always be a dumb kid.Ìý

But in a positive way, I’m great at problem solving, and I'm a very creative person. Having dyslexia has made me see things in a different way and be able to help others.

The only support I got from schools was from Year 1 - Year 6.ÌýI didn't get any help at school in secondary school; I got support from family but in education nothing.

It made it very difficult as I thought no one would understand me, so I got put in the bottom set for everything.Ìý

In my exams, I did get an extra 5-10 minutes added to help, as it would take me a while to read the questions.Ìý

At secondary school, a teacher told me not to aim so high in life because I won’t be disappointed that way. So I did the complete opposite.Ìý

I now help other people, to communicate, and learn new life skills.ÌýI have run charity events to raise money.Ìý And most importantly, I have the confidence to do more as a 21-year-old.Ìý

At the end of the day, it’s who you are. You may find some things hard. But you can do it. You can push yourself through it and become whoever you want to be. If you believe in yourself, there is no stopping you.Ìý

Don’t give up on yourself.

Did you know? People with Dyslexia are also more likely to form 3D spatial images in their minds than non-dyslexic people.Ìý

My Poem
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I have dyslexia….I often sit here thinking what really goes on inside my head. But I never know. I never know how to get my words out to say how I’m feeling or what I’m thinking. ÌýThe words get mixed up inside my head and I feel like I’m drowning, I feel like the walls are caving in.

I have dyslexia, so when I say I guess I'm fine. I really mean I do know, but I don’t know how to say it. I can feel it, but to put it in words is so hard, so I stay quiet.Ìý

I have dyslexia, so when you ask me to read out loud, just let me be. Why can’t I be left alone? Why won’t you leave me alone? I can’t read allowed and I want the ground to swallow me up.Ìý

I have dyslexia, so when people laugh at me for spelling something wrong, it makes me want to cry. I feel so embarrassed, but yet I laugh as it’s much easier to laugh with the people than cry and have them laugh at you more.Ìý

I have dyslexia, so it’s easier to pretend that you're dumb than have people think you're dumb. Even though deep down I do, I kinda know I am.Ìý

I have dyslexia, so when people stare at me, my mind is telling me they think I’m not good enough, they think I don’t deserve what I have. They might not be saying it to me, and they might not be thinking it. But I feel it.Ìý

I am human, so I do feel every laugh at me. I do feel hurt. I do feel like I’m not good enough, so don’t you worry about telling me that. As I think about it every day and I tell myself that.Ìý

I am human. You say I’m clever or beautiful inside or out, but that doesn’t help. That doesn’t make it easier to live.
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I have dyslexia, so I think about every move, every set,p and every word as I’m so so so scared to mess up everything.Ìý

I have dyslexia, so every day is hard.Ìý
Working is hard, sometimes I feel like it’s numbers, words, talking, numbers, words, talking, numbers, words, talking, numbers, words, talking, numbers, words, talking, numbers, words, talking,g AAAAAGH!
I want it to stop. I want to have one day where I don’t worry about it. I find it so hard but yet I do it. I don’t know how, but I do it.Ìý

I have dyslexia, so when I write something, I read it 3 times to make sure it’s correct, but I don’t know if it is. Ìý

I have dyslexia, I don’t know if I spelled Bannans right or wrong, why so many As? Why so many Ns? And I don’t even understand some words like garden gnome. G. N. O. M. E., why a G?

I am human, I’ve been told so many times I can do something, but I’ve also been told I can’t, so I believe I can’t. Therefore, I can’t.Ìý
I have short-term memory loss, so when you ask me to remember some information, don’t look at me like I’m weird for writing it down, I won’t remember. I can’t remember. And when I forget, don’t shout at me or say you’re disappointed in me. Because, news flash, you’re not the only one who’s disappointed. I am too, I always am.Ìý

I have short-term memory loss. Don’t say you can train your brain to remember stuff, you just need to put in effort. I have I’ve tried, I can’t. I try and try and try. The amount of of times I’ve played Kim’s games, matching games, memory games, cup games. I’ve tried. And I can’t do it. And yet again I’m embarrassed, but I laugh as like I said it’s easier to laugh than cry. But I won’t give up because that’s not me.Ìý

I have dyslexia, so when I’m with a big group of people, I like to stay silent as I don’t want to stutter or say something wrong. I get told I’m a great listener. But that’s because I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry that when you were crying and I sat there. It’s not because I don’t care. I do. I just can’t communicate it. I promise I’m not mean. I’m sorry.
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I have dyslexia, I may find it all har,d and I may be thinking this on the inside, but at the end of the day I am human, you are human we all are human and we find ways to live, we find ways to survive and make each day a little easier. I sure did. ÌýI may not be book smart, but I am smart, I work hard and play harder, I do my best, and that’s what matters.Ìý

It’s taken me a long time to learn this, but if I can make myself happy and proud, I don’t need to listen to the negative thoughts I think or hear from someone else. So even though I don’t know how to say how I’m feeling, it doesn’t mean I don’t feel. Doesn't mean the laughs don’t hurt.

I have dyslexia, even though I try to hide it. It’s still a part of me. I don’t see it as a superpower I see it as a pain in the ass but I’m okay with it. Even though I’m going to find it hard for the rest of my life, that’s fine.Ìý

I have dyslexia. Just please give me time to work it out. Don't do it for me unless I ask for help, don’t think I can’t, because then I can’t. And don't just meet me for the first time and think Wow she’s dumb as you still don’t know me. You haven’t got to see my funny side, my loving side, because you judge me straight away. You don’t know me.Ìý

I have dyslexiaÌý
I have short-term memory loss
I am humanÌý
I am the same as you.Ìý