I can’t offer much other than to say I hope things get better for you. My childhood wasn’t that bad in spite of my blindness. Sure I couldn’t drive, but my friends couldn’t either. I didn’t have a job but neither did my peers. It was as I got older and my peers started becoming independent that the resentment started to brew.

I’m also dependent on others including my parents for transportation, which more than anything is why I feel the way I do. I can’t go anywhere without asking them. While they try to be accommodating they have their own schedules and I have to plan around them, so I don’t feel like I have my own life. Asking for help also feels too much like asking for permission.