Sunday, September 15, 2013
Perception
This is a picture of my eyes, no makeup, no photo shop just what you get when you look at me. All my life I've known that i look different. When I was a little girl I was teased for being different. I didn't do well in sports due to my lack of sight and my lack of depth perception. I was good at other things like art and making others feel accepted. I'm not going to lie and say it didn't hurt and I didn't care because I certainly did. Lets face it we all notice when someone is different than us, its simply human nature. The thing is that no matter if I had a disability or different looking eyes I would of been teased for something because that's just what kids do. It is a right of passage or sorts and teasing happens in every school in every town across the world. No matter what parents or teachers do its going to happen. So I learned how to adapt to my environment, to get along with everyone. I stood up for those who were like me, kids who didnt fit the mold of the popular child. When kids would tease me. I let them know that there unkind words had no impact on me. As I got older the teasing stopped and the compliments started coming in. People would tell me I had the coolest eyes. One day a girl even told me she wished she had wicked beautiful eyes like I had. I was dumb founded. The situation seem to have changed over a Summer. What I realized is it wasn't the other people/kids who had changed, it was me. I was proud of who I was, how I looked and I carried my head high. The other kids seem to notice the change in me. I put up boundaries and ceased to allow people to talk to me that way. In my twenties I moved to Florida. while searching for the new eye doctor i came across a doctor who thought I needed cosmetic contact lenses so my eyes would look normal. It was insulting and I got up out of the examination chair, told the doctor he was insensitive and that I was alright with how my eyes looked. I promptly walked out of the eye doctors office. Then I found myself a new doctor. Now that I'm in my thirties, I no longer get upset when someone has an unkind thing to say about my eyes. I forgive them for they know not what they do or say. I can be the bigger person today. When people ask me about my eyes and they do all the time. I'm honest. I have Congenital Glaucoma, I'm legally blind and I'm happy I'm grateful for the way I am, because this is how God intended me to be. My disability has made me who I am and I wouldn't change that for anything. My struggles with a disability have made me a compassionate person who loves her life. My eyes are beautiful and nobody can convince me otherwise.
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All of You is BEAUTIFUL. Well written, as a fellow handicapped person, all my life I've had similar situations. I remember walking, keyword: walking, while he insisted I couldn't walk according to my xrays and that I should be in a wheelchair. Peace and Love!
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