My American friend Jennifer is typing this post for me. It is my first post about the trouble that has come into my life.
My life is one long story of my trouble and making people happy. Because Koreans do not like blind people. Unless they want a massage. Then they like me very much. So this was the only job I could get.
Now terrible things are happening. I was diagnosed with glaucoma in 2005, and have lost much of my vision. I see only shapeless colors as I go through the subway and make my way to work. I used to get up at 5:30 a.m., cook breakfast and take the subway to a massage school run by the government. I trained for the one job that South Korea has reserved exclusively for sightless people. Now I am an artist. My hands see other people's pain and take it away.
The only work I can do is massage. Now the government says they will have people who can see doing massage. This is not right and I want people to know.
People are jumping from the Han River bridge and killing themselves. So I want to start this blog and tell people what it is like to be a sightless massage artist.
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