Today I went to the local market to buy food for my dog. I decided to stop feeding him kibble, which I believe ends up harming animals, and instead bought some meat and vegetables to cook for him myself. I don’t know how to cook, but I’ll figure something out—there’s a first time for everything. I also decided to buy chamomile to make myself some tea (they say it helps calm the nerves, and my anxiety spiked this afternoon).
I chose to go out with my white cane—not because I can’t see (at least during the day), but because my visual field is getting smaller due to retinitis pigmentosa (I have tunnel vision), and walking alone has become somewhat dangerous. I don’t see holes in the ground or objects coming from the sides.
I think it was the first time I felt like the cane actually gave me a sense of safety while walking, even though I felt like a poser (even though I shouldn't) and was embarrassed. When I tried to cross the avenue, a truck passed by with two guys in the back who shouted that the light was red. I knew it was red, but there weren’t really any cars, so I wanted to take the risk. Then the men shouted louder, and I got scared.
It was really because of the cane—maybe they thought I was completely blind (my blindness is partial). And here I was, worried people would think I was faking, and it turned out to be the opposite. After the scare, I actually felt better and the anxiety was gone
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19 May 2025 04:15 CEST
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