I see it, can you? Can you see how my right eye is different than my left? So often people tell me it's not noticeable. But to me it is. I can see it just like I can see it in this picture. Don't tell me you can't tell the difference, because if you say you can you are not being honest with me.
As an adult I am more aware of my visual impairment than I was as a little girl or even as a teenager.
Why do I let it brother me? Why do I let it control how I feel about myself?
We all have something we don't like about ourselves and my happens to be this deformed eye.
Even though I can't see out of it I still get pain in the eye.
Pain for something that serves no purpose in my life.
I do feel blessed for the vision I do have. And I do appreciate that
I can see the world with color and not a dark canvas.
