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Sometimes I feel very detached, my journey seems different… I wish I could share it broadly. #Blindness

So, as anyone who’ve seen my posts know, I’m autistic, lv2, and legally blind. I frequently go to a blind foundation, called Dorina Nowill Foundation for the Blind, translating the name of course. And I feel I have a very different reality than my other blind peers, or autistic people also feels very detaching sometimes, as I’m female and grew up where all this huge info data we have didn’t exist. But my focus this time is on blindness.

Well I was born with congenital cataracts, in a technical view I was born legally blind already, but they were partial cataracts so I had surgery at 3yo. My mum had to battle this on her own, nobody was with her and giving her the necessary support on subjecting her toddler to a surgery that could be very good for me but also could go downhill, but she fought, she went through, she tried.
So my I lived childhood and adolescence as as someone with low vision, but had I heard about that terminology? Obviously not. So I grew up, feeling different as I dealt with undiagnosed autism and low vision, I learned to adapt, I learned to read even if I couldn’t actually see the words or individual letters. I learned to look at something and thanks to being very detail conscious I would find patterns that told me what that colourful stain should be, a tree, a flower, a building, whatever.
So in 2021 I discovered I was low vision, tho a PE teacher did tell me I’d probably be able to join the Paralympics, being autistic meant I didn’t notice the implication of her statement so it slept through my mind without raising any flags. But at the same time, November 2021 I got legally blind, in one night I could see a lot, the next day everything was very different and weird, and that’s when a doctor told me “you’re legally blind”. For context that’s not very spoken in my country, Brazil, very few people know what “legally blind” means.
Anyway, that happened, but I still knew how to adapt, I’ve never had a lot of support to know stuff, I learned to catch the bus without being able to see it properly by 10 years old, and what would happen would be that I’d give the signal to the bus when it was very close to me, and lots of bus drivers would be mad at me for stopping them so suddenly.
So anyway I learned to adapt with this new form of sight (or lack of it), I learned to read with very big font for when I’m not in the mood to use screen reader, in reality I can’t see anything I’m typing right now, but with effort I make out the words. I learned how to use screen readers on my own, I learned how to use a white cane on my own, I learned how to go places on my own, even braille I’ve learned mostly on my own around September 2021.
On 2022 I tried reaching the blind foundation, they denied me, they said that for being autistic they wouldn’t have the technical competence to deal if I had any sort of meltdown. So I learned to navigate even more on my own! I reached to them a second time on 2023, explained my case, they now did let me join, and what happened was that I didn’t have much to tell about my process to the psychologist, and my O&M classes were only 4 classes that basically contained the instructor telling me to walk slower, I didn’t need it, I took them as a formality to apply for a guide dog and have more chance on acceptance.
So I reached them a third time in the end of 2024 telling I really needed some psychological help, because at that moment I was having psychological demands on my blindness, and I needed this support, and started with them now in the middle of 2025.
It’s still very different for me, it’s like I’m not processing the grief most people have when losing sight, because when I needed to process that grief I had no professional support at all. And up until about 4 weeks ago, I still didn’t know why I got legally blind all of a sudden, so it was hard to tell the psychologist what affected me without even knowing what was my condition.
I give that impression that I’m very well prepared, I already know how to use the phone, the computer, the cane, the public transport, get my documents, everything, so what exactly am I struggling with?
I opened myself once, and told her, I know I’m well off already, but that’s not okay for me, I’m not happy, I’m not comfortable, I don’t even know fow how long I will still be able to see, I feel detached, I feel alien, people think I’m so ok on my own that they don’t notice how lonely I feel, how when someone compliments how strong and independent I am I feel that “yeah, but that’s because I don’t have someone to be always with me, and asking family members sometimes would be taken as a nuisance”.
I still feel it’s a bit hard to express my troubles when it comes to blindness, but now my psychologist know how to approach me, and I got the diagnosis so I have something to work on top of. Because now I feel more secure when thinking about “what if I go totally blind?”.
I’d be so grateful if I could openly express about it in my social media and other places what means to be legally blind and what means to learn to adapt when you don’t know you can get accommodations for example. Perhaps one day it will be possible.
Only I know how I see, what I see and now I also know how much I don’t, because I got a very strong cold and my brain went like “I’m so sorry eyes, but I need to fight this virus, so try to get by” and I couldn’t even read the biggest font I’d try to get. Also only I know what’s the feeling of being around my blind peers and not feeling like them. Not complaining that I’m blind, like a lot of people do, only I know what means to get excited to know my train is arriving at the tube when the employee giving me assistance hasn’t seen it yet. Or how excited I feel every time my boyfriend tries to come behind me in secret and without even looking at him I just say “Heya” and he gets so disappointed he can’t be sneaky, because it’s not that I hear him arriving, but I notice some sound waves being blocked, so I know there’s something there. These abilities are very exciting and fun to have. But doesn’t take away the sadness of living in a very ableist world. Not getting a job because they think I’m useless without sight, and the list goes on.

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Against The Odds

#Bipolar2 #Fibromyalgia #chronic Migraines #occipital Neuralgia #GeneralizedAnxietyDisorder #Depression

Let me preface this by saying I have an icky cold so I wasn't at my best last night. I also need to say the people I am going to refer to are intelligent, well respected individuals. They are my family and I do love them. But I worry about them.

So the thing is I have a degree in the medical field. I worked in my chosen field for about 20 years. I will be the first to admit that doctors and medicine are not perfect. Science is not exact.

Well, everytime my family gathers together a discussion arises about how bad doctors are and how this or that medicne is poison. Each of them have a story to prove their theory. Only herbs and new age potions, if you will, should be used, nothing manufactured. Last night at Thanksgiving dinner it was no different. The conspiracy stories ran wild about how we were being lied to, used and so on. Usually I keep quiet, inwardly rolling my eyes. I couldn't do it last night. My anxiety about the preposterous things they were saying was too much. I blurted out my disagreement instead of calmly explaining why what they were saying was misleading information. You would have thought I had lost touch with reality as all six people at the table began bombarding me with one outlandish statement after another about how I had been brainwashed by "the hospital machine" and "Big Pharma" and so on. One even brought up my willingness to receive a COVID vaccine as proof of how gullible I was. I sat with my jaw dropped open in disbelief. Not a single person came to my defense. As the discussion took off into how COVID was a hoax (I had 10 beloved people die from that hoax), I finally I asked that we talk about something else. They obliged.

My evening was ruined. Not only did I not feel well, but I felt like an outsider with my own family. I felt like I had done something wrong. In the past when I have attempted to defend the medical community, I have gotten shot down but not quite so brutally. I'm not one to stay quiet when I feel someone is way off base but last night was something. I will admit I don't do well with conspiracy talk.

I am very sure of myself and my belief in modern medince. I don't know where I would be without it. I guess the fact that my family can just callously ignore my knowledge hurts more than I want to admit.

Today, my cold rages on and I feel lonely. It's times like this that I wish I had a partner, someone in my corner to be on my side and shelter me (que the umbrella in the picture). I'm having a bit of a pity party. I guess I just needed to write it all out. Thank you all for being a part of Mighty Together.

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The HALT Acronym

The HALT Acronym

HALT is an acronym that represents the four states of being. They are hungry, angry, lonely, and tired. Not only that, but the HALT acronym is also a very helpful tool for people with mental health conditions and who are experiencing addiction because it serves as a reminder for them to ask themselves how they are doing regularly and address their basic physical and emotional needs to stay on track with their sobriety and overall wellbeing.

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Finding Solace in Solitude

Loneliness can be a heavy burden, especially when it feels like the world is moving at a pace that's impossible to keep up with. For those dealing with PTSD, the thought of interacting with large crowds or navigating complex social situations can be overwhelming.

It's okay to acknowledge that you aren't alone in feeling this way. Many people struggle with feelings of isolation and disconnection. Recognizing your limits and prioritizing self-care is a brave step towards healing.

Focusing on self-love and personal growth can be a powerful way to rebuild and rediscover yourself. This journey isn't about shutting out the world; it's about learning to love and care for yourself first.

As you work on rebuilding self-love, you might find that your capacity to connect with others grows. Helping others can be a meaningful way to build connections and find purpose, but it's essential to prioritize your own healing first.
Practicing mindfulness and meditation
Engaging in activities that bring you joy and comfort
Connecting with nature
Journaling or expressing yourself creatively
Reaching out to a trusted friend or therapist

Healing is a journey, and it's okay to take it at your own pace. By focusing on self-love and growth, you can create a stronger, more resilient you – one that's better equipped to navigate the world on your own terms #Loneliness #PTSDSupportAndRecovery #MentalHealth #ThriverThursday

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The HALT Acronym

The HALT Acronym

HALT is an acronym that represents the four states of being. They are hungry, angry, lonely, and tired. Not only that, but the HALT acronym is also a very helpful tool for people with mental health conditions and who are experiencing addiction because it serves as a reminder for them to ask themselves how they are doing regularly and address their basic physical and emotional needs to stay on track with their sobriety and overall wellbeing.

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Pain. #Loneliness #Anxiety #Depression

Hello everybody, this is my second post on here but there’s something I’ve been on my mind. I’ve been thinking to not have friends anymore. I feel like no one’s ever, my friend Some people who just being rude to me and call me fat,unfunny or Any type of stuff It really hurts me a lot I mean soon I’m getting a Counselor and Gonna take pills for this But then again, it’s like I never wanted to take pills. I always wanted to Do things on my own doing Stuff in the right way, but I realize that I’m not strong enough to do it. I need the help I need Every single day I feel like I’m digging a hole of just pain of words that people say to me every single day is just a loop and sometimes I wish you know I wasn’t here Honestly, I feel like no one ever cares about me. I mean, there’s some people who cares about me and my family and stuff I don’t know anymore. I’m sorry I really am. I just wish I never felt this type of way…

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I just hate my emotions.

#Depression #ChronicFatigue #AutismSpectrumDisorder

I’ve been very upset lately, and sometimes I don’t think I have the right to be upset, because I get upset at the fact I’m smart, but I feel lonely with my mind. Even to the people that might pay some attention to my hyperfixations, I can’t talk to anyone about the greek alphabet, word morphology, other languages I’m learning, cultural shocks within books I read. I’m the person they’ll reach out when wanting to know a historic moment or nuance, but they won’t pay attention to all the history I have to share to make that moment contextual. I retain too much information in my brain, and it’s lonely.

We went to the beach the last two days, for a moment I wasn’t alone with my thoughts, with my loneliness, with my fatigue. I could hear the sea, feel the sand on my feet, the touch of the waves coming while I went into the sea. My mind was in peace, the nature, the inputs were enough to keep myself at ease, and I hate beaches mind you, I usually go for specific reasons and plan on being in the sea almost all the time. As soon as we packed and started heading home, I was again there, with my thoughts, with my knowledge, and nobody to share it to the extent I would feel excited sharing.

People want to have a high IQ, to have high abilities, I tell you that, that’s a curse most of the time, sometimes I wish I was ignorant, that global news wouldn’t affect my worries for example, that I wouldn’t see patterns in situations, I just wish I could relax sometimes, I just can’t, knowing too much is a pain, and if you want to share this pain, they say it’s patronising. I once told I’ve been bullied my entire life for being smart, I was invalidated, like it shouldn’t be such a problem to be bullied for a sharp mind.

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Finding Solace in Quiet Moments

There are moments I try to hold forever—the tender glances, the silent ache within melancholy. I record these feelings to preserve a story that is both personal and eternal.

Even in solitude, I find sparks of joy. Even in barren times, clarity emerges. Past encounters blur, yet writing allows them to live on in memory.

On quiet nights, under falling stars, I revisit my loneliness repeatedly, never growing tired.

Eyes bright with emotion watch this reflective face. The forest rests quietly under calm skies, yet trembles in storms, carrying unspoken longing.

A haze of sadness sets fire in my heart, turning sorrow into drifting petals. Seasons intertwine—spring with winter, warmth within cold—and I feel every moment.

These memories, delicate as water, are preserved in writing, offering comfort and meaning in solitude.

love story, my story

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