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I believe everyone is born for a reason, and they're born the way they are for a reason.  I believe everything happens for a reason.  Cancer, autism, deafness, or me. But I wasn't always blind.  I was a normal little girl who ran around, played outside, drew pictures...everywhere, and just lived a normal least until I was six. 

I started having trouble with my vision, and although it was first thought I would just need glasses, doctors soon discovered I had a disease; Retinitis Pigmentosa.  It's an incurable disease that just gets worse as you get older, and that lead me to being full-on blind by the age of 15.  Yep, that meant no driving...or nearly anything for that fact. 

My parents grew very protective and guarding of me.  They never let me outside other than the occasional walk around the backyard, I could never leave my room or go anywhere in the house without supervision, and I was basically treated as if I were still that little six year old girl who was first diagnosed.  But I'm not.  I'm strong, can be independent, and smarter than everyone thinks.  I'm blind, not dumb. 

Everyone sees me as a dumb little girl who can't do anything herself, but that had to change.  I wanted to leave my house, and explore the world.  Maybe I can't see it, but I wanted to experience new things with my other senses.  Touch, taste, smell, and feel.  Little did I know that I would feel things more than physical, but emotional as well.  I also had no idea that I would feel it with a well-known Irish popstar.  But like I say...

Everything happens for a reason.

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