This book is a journey through blind eyes. First, I’ll explain some of the principles and techniques I have implemented to deal with the fears that come from my blindness. Then we go on an adventure through my childhood to adult life as well as a few of the key encounters that have shaped my perceptions. Trauma, anxiety, and depression, we’ll go over how I conquer all of these things. In the end my hope is others will learn from my mistakes and triumphs while acquiring some new tools to try on the path towards their true potential.Samples:True Fear(I have a lot of sketchy hitch-hiking memories, but this next one left a lasting impression.)It was another day where I was hitch-hiking back home from Tom’s place. These were always long trips because I'd have to get rides from town to town. I got picked up relatively quickly by a nice guy, but unfortunately there was a little miscommunication when I got in. He ended up dropping me off at the bottom of a mountain right on a junction. Depending on the type junctions can be the worst place to get a ride; people don't usually want to stop on a corner. I stood at that junction for two or three hours until it started to get dark. Eventually I decided maybe I’d have better luck if I got off the main corner, so I started hiking up the mountain. After about ten minutes of walking up a beautiful mountain road people started driving by honking and screaming “THERE'S A BEAR UP THERE!”To this day I have never been so scared. Not only was it getting dark, but I’m blind and was in the middle of nowhere. There were no houses, no businesses, there was nothing but endless trees, a bear and me. After I heard those shouts, I turned around and walked back to the shitty corner. Then I stood there for another hour or so completely soaked in fear. Thankfully for some reason I wasn't meant to be dinner that night and a kind soul picked me up. His exact words were “You're lucky, I only stopped because you looked nice.”Unintentional FeaturesI had a few brutal wipeouts on bikes. I remember one close call where I almost lost my manhood. Me and Bert were riding our bikes around a restaurant drive-thru. There was a barrier between the parking lot and the drive-thru. For some reason I thought it would look cool if I jumped over the barrier. I sucked, so I fell on my face. The crash was rough but then I stood up and saw a small circle imprinted on the road. My handlebars hit the ground so hard they ripped through both sides of my jeans, right between my legs. That was truly terrifying and an awkward bike ride home trying to hold my pants together.At some point I decided it'd be a great idea to put one smaller tire on the front of my bike. The bike looked pretty cool, riding it was very sketchy though. The first time I tried riding it I was ripping down a steep hill to a friend’s house. I wanted to show off my badass wheels. Around halfway down the hill I experienced a different form of speed wobbles. Out of nowhere the handlebars started to shake uncontrollably, then I ate shit. The gravel strategy couldn't save me on a bike, so I ended up sliding on the pavement which gave me a nasty road rash all over my arms and legs. I decided to switch back to a normal front tire after that day.I built custom pegs for my bike, then it got stolen. I got another bike; it got stolen immediately after the first one. Then I tried trick scootering and it got stolen too. That was the end of that, I just started walking everywhere.https://ift.tt/I96KSEr book is available on all Amazon marketplaces and Kindle Unlimited.https://preview.redd.it/2yyzxjiizssb1.png?width=2304&format=png&auto=webp&s=713ed45bc939cce12675b02b77e850f9192dae62 via /r/ebooks https://ift.tt/TOPQsgk
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