Ever since my continually degenerative ocular condition got me bullied and pushed out of a job, I have struggled for a sense of self. A way for which I can still be relevant within a world largely built around sighted people.
Some hopes were I could fall back on my ability to play video games, but that was unrealistic and I only have now begun to realize the time has come for me pass the controller down to my son, Ethan. He has asked me to play, but I cannot. My sight is too far gone. Even with accessibility tools I cannot enjoy a game as I once did. To try and play now only brings me depression and it is my goal to not fall victim to it.
There was a few moments I thought to myself about buying games I like for my son to play. However, this was very selfish of me. My son will come to enjoy the games he wants to enjoy, the shows he wants to enjoy, and be the amazing kid he himself is going to be all on his own.
Realizing how sight is now off-the-table for me while many doors I once I had opened now being closed, I need to personally move on. I need to find a new way to be me without sight. I need to embrace blindness and know that I cannot let the losses, challenges, and other things associated with it keep me from being the best me I can be. After all, I'm only 35 and have much life ahead of me to just throw my arms up and give up.
I'm going to be spending the next few days going through EVERYTHING I own to either offer it to friends, or sell on eBay to get things that help represent "Me" without me having to see them. If you're interested, please check the link below as it will continuously be updated. Offers are always welcome.
Thank you all for your support as I've battled to cope with my imminent blindness. I wish I had caught on sooner to so many things I've had to learn the hard way over the past two years. However, the point is I know now and will only continue to learn how to cope, adapt, and be the best I can be while delighting in my son carrying on the legacy of gaming in which I now proudly pass to him.
