I was braught up in a Catholic family, but after sixteen years of that church stuff, I discovered Paganism. I didn't convert to Paganism until I was eighteen, but I never let it show through until I was nineteen. I caught a lot of hell because of it, but I still stuck to Paganism anyways. The message I got from nearly everyone in my family was: "You're going to go to hell if you don't start praying to God." Being a young blind man in this environment is hard, but being blind and a Pagan... shit that's even harder. I figured that even though I have to work twice as much as a sighted person, I might as well fight for my right to freedom of religion. I know of some people who have it worse than me, but either way... it's hard for me as well. I don't look at life as a struggle or a big fight, but there are things that are worth fighting for, and battles of a different nature that I have to win. A blind person has to go through his or her own battles in order to gain indipendence from their family and everyone else around them... such as I. I also have to gain my exceptance in school/college, cannabis culture/peers, out in the community, and soon I will have to fight in order to gain my exceptance in the work world. Life has it's obsticles for the blind, but I for one won't let nothing stand in my way. I'm just like everyone else, except my eyes won't work.