My life as blind

Many people don't believe that i'm blind. This frustrates me. I do not mind it if people ask me. I actually like it if people ask me once. I think it is better to ask and be sure, than it is to believe and maybe believing something incorrect. When I have told you that I'm blind that should be enough, but the thing is that many people do not believe me. A reason for this may be that I do not do like "blind people" do in the movies. I look towards the person who speeks and I try to look towards their eyes. I started practicing this when I started losing my sight. I did this because I had seen movies that featured actors pretending to be blind and I thaught to myself that it must be tiering to speek with someone who stares directly into a wall or what is in front of them. It's not easy to alwats "look" in the right direction, but I try.  Another thing that mau contribute to this false assumption of me seeing might be the way I move. I move ve...

Most people have different goals in life. This may motivate you to work hard and reach new hights. Not necessarily climbing mountains, but figuratively reaching new hights. Goals differ from person to person. A goal does not need to be as big as conquering the world. It's a goal to get out of bed every day. If you're in a difficult time in your life this may be more than enough. It's not always good to set to high goals at once. It may be an idea to start with partial goals. Divide the journey in parts that seem realistic. You can reach your end goal, but you shouldn't rush. I use this often. I set goals and partial goals. It's not easy to set goals if you, as me earlier in life do not believe in yourself. Then it might be nice to get someone else to set a realistic goal for you. For a time it was a goal of mine to smile once a day. This wasn't always easy, but I tried. Now I'm smiling many times each day. I have days where I'm not smiling as much...

I meet a lot of different people. Both in my hometown and when travelling. Most of those I meet are generally nice, but I'm sometimes met with different prejudices. Now I'll write about some of the to hopefully get some of them sorted out. The one I meet the most is "If a person is blind, they also have troubles hearing". Due to wolfram syndrome I have reduced hearing in my right ear, but not my left. My left ear works better than fine. People often lean closer to me and speak loudly when adressing me. This may get tiering at times. The next one I want to write about is "Blind people should be spoken to as children". There are several instances when I'm out with friends where we meet new people. More than once the new person speaks to my frinds in a normal way, but ehen the speak to me their voice changes as if they spoke to a child and the words they use become sumpler than just a few moments ago.  Many people are also under the impress...

I started because I was scared of the world and I wanted to learn self-defence. I quickly felt a sence of achievement. The instructors was good at giving both corrections as well as telling me I did things well. This gave me a desire to go on.  I also go a social network which was very good. I met nice and interresting people. I felt isolated and spent big parts of my days alone before I started practicing. After a short time I knew people I could talk to and do things with. This is how I met one of my best friends. After some years I was given the opportunity to teach self-defence to people with disabilities. This gave me an opportunity to meet even more people as well as it gave me a purpose. For a lomg time I felt my life was pointless, which was wrong, but teaching felt amazing. After I achieved my black belt I've had several opportunities to teach self-defence as well as an introduction to Martial Arts. I teach all over the country, and I love travelling. I love...

I love walking trips. I often get questions of how I navigate without seeing. I usually walk roads I know. When I do this I use certain points on the road as signs. When I get to a spesific point I know where I am and how I should turn. If I walk places I'm not sure where I am I need to either bring someone who knows the way or I have to ask people where I am and which direction I should walk. It's rare I walk places I'm not sure where to walk. If I have to walk somewhere unknown to me I always try to bring someone else. It happens from time to time, when I'm walking roads known to me, that I choose to try other roads. This is a bit of gambling. It is a huge help to me knowing how to use echo locating. This is similar to how bats navigate at night. I eithe make clicking noises with my mout, by snapping my fingers or when my cane hits the ground. I often use the sounds from the surrounding area. This is a skill I thaught myself. It's inspired by hearing ...

I've been intangled in it in seceral cycles. Every one has their own kind. Even though I've suffered from it, I do not pretend to know how you're feeling. I will just write a bit about my experience and what helped me. My depresions was tied to me losing my sight and feeling isolated. In many ways I isolated myself. I felt I was a burden and I felt I had no place in the world. I needed help, but I didn't seek it.  I found I knew some people who listened to me when I told them what was going on in my head. They seemed generally interested! This was both terrifying and it gave me a warm feeling. They got me to talk to my doctor, who got me in touch with a shrink. This helped me a lot. It helped me to talk about my feelings and I got some tips on how I should try to think. I also find great help in writing. Gathering my thoughts and putting them in writing. Sometimes I write articles, sometimes fantasy texts and sometimes poems. My poems can take all sorts of ...

I started my life as many children. I was a happy an curious boy. I loved playing outside with the other children in the neighbourhood. I was not the most couragous, but my life was good. My biggest concern was getting diabetes, due to hearing that meant no candy or sweets, ever. When I started school I was quickly labled as "a nerd". I loved school and I was proud of being a nerd. I was teased and bullied by "the popular kids" and this was hard to deal with, but I was still mostly happy. The summer after second grade I was supposed to remove my tonsils. Before the operation they checked my sugar levels and noticed they were elevated. I was told I had diabetes. I didn't know what to do. No more sweets! The next three weeks I was in the hospital to learn about living with diabetes, type 1. It did not take long for me to realize life would'nt change much other than having to check my sugar levels a few times a day and taking some shoys of insulin. W...