I am so
incredibly tired of talking about you. You’re not a part of my life I wish to
concern myself with. I absolutely hate when people say, I need you. Or ask
where you are. My response is I don’t care, and don’t ask me again. My friends
and family should know me well enough that when I say I don’t need or want you
in my life that I mean it. I’m not being stubborn, or oppositional, I’m just
telling the truth. I just don’t.
Why is it
that people think of us as a two for one deal? Like I’m a burger and you’re my
side of fries. Like it’s impossible that I’m living without you gripping my hand.
Honestly like I really need you to live the lifestyle I’ve been dealt. I find
it to be so ridiculous that people that aren’t me think they know what I need. I
am neither helpless, nor incompetent. Do people not understand I’ve lived 26
years without you, and plan on living at least 52 more without you. I didn’t
need you before, and I don’t need you now. I know my way around this town and
many others like the back of my hand. So why would I need your help getting
around.
Look I
understand where everyone is coming from. Honestly I truly do. You worry about
me falling down and not having that thing to help me back up. You’re worried
that I walk around so much by myself. You’re afraid I can’t make it through the
darkness and the haloed lights alone. You’re concerned that when people see me
they just won’t get it without me going through my whole spill about the cards
I’ve been dealt. I get it. I swear I do.
I would be
lying if I said I never had the same concerns. Of course I’m tired of this obstacle,
I didn’t ask for it, and I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. I hate that at
times I have to be so dependent on others, which is why when I say I can do things
on my own I mean it. I’d have to be emotionally detached from reality to say
I’m not afraid of falling and tripping through life. I am afraid, but with
every fall and trip I am granted greater independence and have won another
battle in my war.
So my dear
friend your just gonna have to sit in the corner until I do need you. Just
because the world expects you to accompany me through my journeys doesn’t mean
I plan to circum to your tempting offer of an easier life. I must say though,
it is very comforting to know that you’re in my corner and that I can always
turn to you. And that if the streets I stroll become a real threat you’ll be
right by my side to guild me through.
Sorry your
services aren’t needed just yet. Mr. White Cane, I got it from here, for now at
least.
Dedicated to all my fellow legally blind people living life to the fullest, whether you use a walking cane or not. And to my friends with the gift of sight, appreciate the beauty around you, all the colors and shapes, they truely are priceless!!!
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