Won't

Can't.

Those words make me think of a brick wall.

Every time I put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard it’s a battle with a tornado of thoughts, most of which are disconnected.

Can't and won't.

I am not a trained writer, I am actually a…wordophobe. See, I'm dyslexic and for someone with dyslexia, writing is a scary vortex. Whenever I get people to edit my work the most common query is 'Um, what were you trying to say there? I think you had a few thoughts in that one sentence'.

So why do I write this journal entry? It's simply to say: don't put yourself in a box.

You wouldn’t tell a Paralympian they can't play the sport they love or tell a dear friend that they can't keep going – you would give them a hand up. So treat yourself as you would a dear friend and give yourself credit for daring to risk vulnerability.

The next time you go to say never mind, I tried, instead say: ‘Well done’ and ask yourself: what did I learn?

Dyslexic, wordaphobe who's working on not saying ‘can't’, signing off.

Words By

Anita La Forgia

Life learner, multipotentialite, lifestyle elevator and creator

A treechanger who cooks to elevate life. Anita is passionate foodie using local, quality and seasonal ingredients. Living in the Macedon Ranges in Victoria she frequents the local farmers markets each week, with her beloved luggy. Her grandparents instilled the life skills of sustainable living, before sustainable living was a buzz word. She grew up in a restaurant and completing her International degree at César Ritz colleges in Switzerland, the heart land of hospitality, food and service.

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Words of a brick wall