Having albinism makes me not like the sun– it hurts my eyes, it’s bad for my skin, and frankly, I feel kind of blind in the sun.
So the light I’m fighting for in the title is inside me, definitely not the sun or florescent lights!
I feel like this darkness settles on me and I can’t see reasons to be thankful or happy, and my perspective is turned in on myself so that I can’t see things clearly.
I don’t always feel depressed like this– sometimes I feel happy. But sometimes I’m so sad I feel like I’m being crushed.
It can be triggered by something someone says, by a change in my life, by an argument, or by feeling left out.
But I still go to work, I take care of my pets, I eat, I go to church, I pray: I’m fighting for light.
It helps to have someone fighting with and for me. It helps to force myself to see people.
And almost Always, I try to make the people around me smile. I hope this past week remind us to help each other and respect each other.
I decided a long time ago that whether I was going to be happy or not, I can still help other people be happy. I’m fighting for their light, too.