When I was five years old, I was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa (RP).
The disease runs in my family and causes me to lose my peripheral vision progressively over time. It’s now like looking through a tiny straw. RP also causes me to have night blindness and severe sensitivity to light.
Despite knowing about the severity of my blindness, I refused to advocate for myself and use my cane for twenty-four years of my life. The most challenging part was not the disability itself, but the mental and emotional trauma that came along with it.
So how did I get to a place of self-love and acceptance? [continue reading…]