Guest Post: Blindness, Anxiety, and Humor

The following article written by Mel Scott of BlindAlive was originally published on March 02, 2014. As I read this post I was thinking “gee, I could have written this” because I relate all too well with what she has to say. Enjoy!

White Cane graphic I am going to tell you part of my plan for being blind, going blind, and fully embracing life as it is. I was actually accused of being a “Pollyanna” by my older sister who was also blind. She would always say to me, “Now Mary Ellen, you are just not being realistic to think that you can keep doing that.” She might be referring to continuing to wear mascara as my vision diminished, or continuing to cook for my family. It used to infuriate me because I had no intention of ever stopping anything I wanted to do. My sister died two years ago, and I think she was just worn out with living with her regrets of what she might have become if she could have seen. She was a creative, incredibly intelligent person, and I admired her greatly. She had so much to offer but the frustration of living in a sighted world in a time when technology was not nearly as advanced as it is now wore her down. I have lost much more vision in the past two years, and I have no judgments any longer. I get tired too.

It has become clear to me that I must create for myself a lifestyle that is sustainable for me and my personality type. I am a sensitive, and a natural introvert. I enjoy my own company more than anyone else I know. This is fortunate for me because I spend the vast majority of my time alone.

Here comes the anxiety part. Being out in the world as a blind person is tough for me. I am vain and self conscious, and I do not like thinking that I have dog hair all over me or seem awkward and unsure. As a result, I’d rather stay home. Isn’t this silly? I know it is, but it is real for me. What I am trying to say is that I am pretty sure humor is a large part of creating a sustainable lifestyle.

I am consciously cultivating a frame of reference that allows for a life view that shows me all the absurdity in this world. It is a funny place, and I can laugh and laugh—and I can even laugh at my tears and my bruises. I can laugh when I put chicken stock in my coffee and when I jump out of my skin when my husband suddenly appears next to me. I can laugh when the expensive knife gets cooked along with the sweet potatoes, or when I put a can of beer in my five-year-old’s lunch. I am going to laugh and laugh and laugh!

If you’ve enjoyed this post, please drop Mel a line in the comments so that I can pass them on to her. Thanks much!! ~Steph 🙂


Author: Steph McCoy

Hi I'm Steph, a businesswoman, style setter, blogger, and abilities crusader who breaks the myth that “blind people can’t be fashionable.” “It’s about walking boldly with confidence, transcending barriers and changing the way we perceive blindness”

26 thoughts on “Guest Post: Blindness, Anxiety, and Humor”

  1. For me it’s cat hair.
    Going out is stressful. The world is hard to live in sometimes, but my laughter is so important. It helps me through physical pain and being without sight in a sighted world. I guess my brand of humour leans more toward the more dry and sarcastic type and I suppose that is really blocking the painful stuff, but it is a part of my personality.

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    1. Hi Kerry, I was hoping to get to your blog this evening but my son foiled my plans. I was almost caught up, oh well. Thank you for your comment Mel couldn’t get over all the luv everyone sent her way. I’ll be sure to pass your message on to her.

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      1. Thank you so much Kerry. It’s great to hear the kind sentiments from everyone who visits much most especially my blind and vision impaired followers. You and I started around the same time and it still amazes me that we’ve been able to connect and sustain our virtual friendship.

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    1. I’m glad to hear that he’s doing well now Theresa. I know that his issues have been life long and I can’t begin to fathom being in his shoes. Especially when dealing with eye pain. I only experience pain after surgery (docs think it’s the antibiotics) and when my iritis acts up but I have friends who live with it almost on a constant basis. While I don’t know your hubby’s specific situation I empathize with anyone having any type of sight loss issues. Please let him know I’m wishing him well.

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    1. Hi Theresa, I’m glad you read the post to your husband and that he too tries to find the humor. When we can no longer laugh, well, honestly I don’t know what that’s like because laughter has always been a part of me even during the tough times. How is your husband doing?

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  2. Steph,
    I admire Mel and you. Both are to be commended to the work and sharing your expertise. I am sometimes an extrove or introvert. I, too, can laugh at some of the mistakes I make. I like going out; but also like staying sometimes. for my own comfort. Thanks to both of you.
    Sherri Rodgers

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  3. Oh how funny… Mel mentioning putting a can of beer in a five-year-old’s lunch box. I actually did that when my oldest son was in first grade. And I have sight!

    The school bus came early that day and I opened up the refrigerator door and grabbed the wrong can (Coors Extra Gold instead of Mug’s Root Beer). Rut roh.

    11:00am rolls around and I get a call at work from Principal McCarthy. I apologetically explained that the situation was entirely my fault and he knew what a good child my son was. Fortunately, he let the incident slide but some schools that have zero tolerance policies could have made a much bigger issue out of this innocent mistake.

    I can laugh about it now, eighteen years later, and even kid my son about it, “Remember the time…” It wasn’t funny when that telephone rang though. ~Ira

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  4. just today I mentioned how someone wrote something in exactly the way I would have, but better *freaky* lol

    I absolutely agree, with Mel’s philosophy, what larks ^_^
    what’s life, if we don’t laugh and laugh and laugh you can never have too much of it, (life without laughter is.. can’t imagine it either), especially when you laugh at what otherwise would have made you cry. when life gives me lemons I laugh and laugh because life does not walk around giving people lemons but a guy wearing a white T-shirt written lemons would and it’s perfectly acceptable to throw them back, but if life truly gave you lemons it means you should squeeze them into your tea so you can sober up, because you had one too many, Life giving people lemons smh.

    we are born and we die somewhere in between we live, love and laugh.

    laughter is such a wonderful broom, the world is a funny place and it needs dusting.

    cheers to Mel, thank you Steph for sharing ^_^


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    1. Oh I agree with you Bruce. Although I found it hilarious just to throw the lemons and instead be sour (hmmm, maybe this is why I like lemonheads candy?) 😉 I dunno but I thank you for you kind comment and I will send it on to Mel. She is going to be so pleased with all the love.

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