Similar but different

Through and thought are two more words I constantly get wrong, even now looking at them written here I couldn't tell you which one was what. I often think that if I could spell like 'normal' people I would be dangerous. Yes dangerous, I would be able to write documents, emails, reports in a fraction of the time, allowing me more time to really think about what I'm trying to say. I would write what's in my mind just like that, the thought/ through (you choice which is correct), would be there in my mind and I would just write it. Not think it, start writing, panic that I can't spell the next word, work out how to with the help of spell checker, then forget what I was trying to write.

Or the old classic- spell checker can't even work out what your trying to type because you've just put a load of letters together, the first two maybe three letters are correct, you might have the last letter but the ones in between - how knows. Or it gives you a completely different word which you know is wrong (or you think its wrong), you start questioning yourself and then you end up with you mind going around in circles. Am I reading that right? It looks sort of right but also wrong! You highlight it and click on the Thesaurus icon hoping the related words will help you, it's like your trying to decode the word. Sometimes I just go with it, I've got the hump now so that will do. Other times I anxiously try to work it out, cut and paste it into google - on occasions this helps, but in a work environment I feel self-consciousness doing this, especially in an open plan office were everyone can see what your doing.

So then it only leaves one option - completely change the sentence I'm trying to write, all because of one word. It's frustrating and slows me up, but stops me from getting angry (well showing any anger, inside I'm at boiling point). It's often a case of weight up the length of time its going to take to find the correct spelling against starting over again.

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Lists

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Dyslexic Diary...or is it Dairy?!

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