The Day I Found Freedom In Myopia

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When I was five, my parents had me tested to determine whether I should enter school at age six or a year later. An old guy told me to draw stuff with thick colored pencils. I “passed” with flying colors. I was to go to school within a year, and — as a sidebar — the nice man also reassured my parents that I did not need glasses.

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Book designer, autistic single mom, Human Design obsessive, severely klutzy chef. https://estherpatrizia.com

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Esther Patrizia

Esther Patrizia

Book designer, autistic single mom, Human Design obsessive, severely klutzy chef. https://estherpatrizia.com

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