Four Eyes.

imageWhoa, it’s been a a while since I’ve posted. This is probably for two reasons; one, my training schedule has gotten busier exponentially and secondly, I hate writing just for sake of creating a post. I always want what I write to have meaning. I could blather on into a monologue about the sanctity of the written word, but I’ll spare you. My point is that I am writing because something has caught my interest.
This past week, I started wearing my glasses again. This relatively simple choice is unremarkable except for the fact that I didn’t do it sooner and that I was seeing the world in HD again. The interesting part was how it affected other people.
The behavior of strangers around me has changed completely and this past week since I’ve been wearing my glasses. I still carry my cane and wear the same clothing. I’ve hardly changed anything at all, yet my interactions have been so different. The same strangers that I’ve passed walking back-and-forth to the training center each day now say hello or good morning more often than not. People don’t try to help me by explaining where things are anymore, people don’t scramble out of the way if they notice me and people haven’t opened doors. It’s incredible to me that such a little change can cause such a drastic difference. Nothing about my ability level for my disability had changed; simply the judge,net that others were making.
The “moral to the story” so to speak is this; life does not work in clean lines or straight edges. Disabilities are no exception to this rule. Blindness is not work in absolutes. Just because glasses help an individual does not mean that their disability is not significant. If someone is using a cane, it is safe to assume that there is a good reason. Please remember that blindness is a spectrum disability with thousands of different scenarios. It often blurs the lines of what we know and what we fear; the possibility of being blind.


I See You Looking at Me

I lead a double life. Because I’m visually impaired and not fully blind, I’ve had phases in my life where I’ve carried a cane and times where I have not. Even above all the painful surgeries and physical challenges, becoming okay with using a cane was one of the toughest things I’ve struggled with due to my impairment. Finally, my senior year I moved to a new school for a fresh start. I decided to use my cane and I was asked some pretty interesting questions.

1. How do you have such a good fashion sense?

This was asked of me by my AP Psych teach in front of our ENTIRE class and I honestly didn’t know how to respond. You would think a psychology teacher to be a little more sensitive or at least know not to ask such an ignorant question. As a suggestion, if you’re ever asked this reply by explaining how you taste your clothing in order to decide on outfits.

2. Does your boyfriend drive you everywhere?

Because I have to have a sighted boyfriend/chauffeur? It’s kind of an implication of dependency, like because of my impairment I need a sighted person to take care of me. In fact, I find that relationships with people who also have a visual impairment are incredibly beneficial because you never have to worry that they won’t understand at all what you’re dealing with.

3. Should I have opened the door for her?

This was actually not asked of me but about me within earshot. The answer is yes and no. If you feel like being polite and opening the door for someone carrying a cane, by all means do it. But you shouldn’t do it because you think there is some unwritten social rule that says you need to.

So these are just a few of the questions I’ve been asked. I’d  l o v e to hear if you guys have any personal experience to add. Feel free to put ’em in the comments. ❤




It’s kind of a ritual for me to freak out about college approximately once a week now. It’s not the going to college that stresses me out but the $ involved that sometimes makes me want to curl up in a ball and eat Ben & Jerry’s for the rest of my life. Anyway, the other night I was having one of these weekly stress sessions and my boyfriend, being the wonderful human he is, directed me to this site. It’s a scholarship for students for disabilities which is pretty cool. The first essay was accompanied by this video that I thought was incredibly accurate and relevant. The site is called Incight if you wanna check it out but even if you don’t you should take a minute to watch this accurate-if-a-bit-cheesy video.