Contacts Are Loosing the Battle.
I am still giving the contacts a chance, but it isn’t looking good for them. My eyes simply will not focus with them in, and I can’t see anything out of my left eye with them.
Sure, I find it a bit disappointing that the contacts aren’t working out any better than they are, but I’m not loosing sleep over it. Contacts aren’t for everyone, I suppose. I really can’t complain too much, though. My eyes are holding their own, and the prescription for my glasses have remained the same.
This is the only thing that gets me: I wore contacts for years, and they were never comfortable. I am now wondering how I ever dealt with them. I wore them from ’92 until ’00, and I think that I had the same problems, even not being able to focus. So, how did I do it?
I think that being a kid had a lot to do with it. Back then, being less secure about my appearance, I must have been willing to endure most anything to feel “normal.” Now that I have some years on me, I ‘m just not willing to expend the energy on something that makes me so very uncomfortable for vanity’s sake. I’m pretty comfortable with how I am, and I have made peace with my vision.
So, the real question is: Why sweat the contacts?
