The seven stages of grief start at denial and end at acceptance. I am stuck somewhere in between. Never had a chance for denial. Waking up in the morning and the first thing I see is that I don't see pretty much kills any hope for denial. I also do not have the luxury of acceptance anytime soon. Life is and will be hard. So I'm stuck in between stages going from one stage to another back-and-forth with no chance to complete my grieving process. This is the most terrifying aspect of going blind.
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