All my life, I have had to personally devise ways of coping with directional dyslexia. I didn’t know what it was, (till recently of course) but I knew I had to deal with it since it wouldn’t go away, try as I may. I discussed my experience with this disability here.
Rather than risk getting lost and panicking, I will jot down the direction, pay serious attention to landmarks and signs. Of course, when all fails, I will ask people for directions. Most people are willing to help though sometimes, I end up more confused or lost from wrong directions.
Short term memory issues are also part of my directional dyslexia. I make up for that disability with writing. If I don’t want to forget instructions, ideas, thoughts, and every other important stuff, I jot them down immediately before they get lost.
To distinguish my left from my right, I demonstrate eating or writing knowing I mostly eat with my right hand. No, you won’t notice nor understand what I am doing because I’ve become a professional at the acting. I recently learnt that the hand where your wristwatch usually resides can be a pointer too.
I still have fear for driving, though GPS seems like a cold comfort. Not like I can make head or tail of maps.
I have given up on distinguishing east from west or north from south, unless of course I see the sun setting.
There are many other minor coping skills that come in handy as each occasion demands. I’m still learning too because the skills are never enough.
Being rid of directional dyslexia will beat all the coping skills. Maybe researchers can help save our souls.