I’ve always loved connecting with people, listening to them and looking them in the eye.
It’s been said that, “The eyes are the windows to the soul.” I believe this to be true.
If you truly stare at someone’s eyes, you will see how they feel about you. Is it judgment, kindness, love? You will know.
I usually look people in the eye without hesitation, but now I can’t do that very much because I can’t see clearly without my glasses.
And it’s been a tremendous blessing. Why, you might ask.
It’s because when I’m walking at the streets or inside the mall, what used to be a sea of eyes are now only a blurry image.
I can’t see when people look at me.
I can’t see their eyes.
I don’t have to worry because I won’t know when someone’s looking at me with disgust (unless they come very close).
I think you should know that I like to look at people but I don’t want to be seen.
If I could, I would waste my days away by hiding.
I wish I could be invisible then I wouldn’t have to be shy. I won’t have to worry about how I look or if my clothes are okay, if I’m acceptable, if I’m enough.
Being nearsighted has its perks.
I enjoy my days more often because I wouldn’t notice if I am seen.
My self-esteem has been dropping low every minute and I wonder what I can do about it.
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