I live in a fish bowl, could you stop staring at my bubbles?

I was at a seminar on Thursday last week at Connections for Independent Living in Greeley.  It was on the social and emotional impact of low vision and blindness.  The speaker brought up how as low vision we end up losing a lot of our privacy.  She spoke specifically to the fact that we sometimes need people to read us written materials which can be a tad personal.  Then as I thought about it more it reminded me of what it is like now to be on my computer.  I use zoom text (magnifying software) and so my screen is always zoomed up pretty big so I can read.  However, every person casually walking by my office can read EVERYTHING from the door way, probably even from the hallway.  Also because I am not always quick to see someone in the door way, by the time I close out a page the person has probably already read half of my email, journal, pre-edited blog or whatever.  Let us just say that my kids probably have a greater command of our finances than I do.  Not that I want it that way, but because I live in this fish bowl.  It is not just my computer; it is any time I can’t quickly read or see something which leaves me with this incredible sense of being exposed ALL the time.  It is like when you are in the bathroom and someone thinks, this is the time to engage you in conversation. My kids seem to always have some major NEED when I am in a bathroom.  It is almost like a homing beacon….mom is out of the room, we can’t see her, PANIC! It feels like that, but in all aspects of life where I can’t read or see.  Thankfully, I recently have sewn some curtains to go over the glass French doors of the office for a variety of reasons, and now I can at least get a little privacy.