I think that it's interesting to share my experiences of trying to successfully make it through college. Using this blog, I am able to share my stories of things I like and how college has been such a big change for me- especially going to a college away from home and trying to live independently. It's really crazy that I'm othe only person in my family with any kind of disability. My parents have done their very best to treat me as normally as possible. Unfortunately, being "normal" has never come easy for me during my childhood. I often felt extremely jealous of my younger brother, especially since he didn't have a disability- and he was able to run around, play sports, and hang out with his friends.
Me, on the other hand. . . well, I couldn't really do any of those things. I couldn't really play in any sports because there weren't many sports that were adapted for kids with multiple challenges. Yes, this really got me down- a lot! I'd see my brother and all his friends playing baseball, and I really wanted to join in on the fun. In a funny way, I felt like- and still do, actually- I'm the younger kid in the family.
Now- many years later, my brother- who has no visual or physical disability- can drive a car. When I learned that he wanted to drive, I wished that I didn't have a disability- so I could learn, too. In high school, I was in an adapted physical education class, and I did take the driver's education course. . . unfortunately because it was a part of the physical education requirement, but I never tried the driving training portion of the class because I had a feeling that my physical and visual limitations wouldn't allow me to drive.