My eyesight is getting worse as I get older.
My contacts are -3.0, if that means anything to you.
What it means to me is that I can see clearly a few feet from me and everything past that is a blur.
Last night, I was getting out of the bath- yes, I actually got to take a nice, leisurely soak!!- and caught a glimpse of my naked self in the mirror.
As I dried off, I looked at myself- no contacts in or glasses on.
What I saw was a petite woman with soft curves, glowing skin, and wavy blonde hair.
I liked what I saw.
I actually thought “I’m a cute little thing.”
And then, I put my glasses on.
Those soft curves and glowing skin?
The “mommy tummy.”
Dimples on my thighs and butt.
Pores that are too big.
Eyebrows that need plucked.
A big, frizzy mess, badly in need of having my roots touched up and a haircut.
I sighed again.
And thought about it.
When I look at others, I see them through soft focus.
I see general appearance, but I don’t stop to analyze every little detail and pick at every imperfection. It’s as if I don’t have my contacts in as I look at others.
But, with myself, it’s not just that I see with perfect vision, I see as if I am looking at my reflection through a magnifying mirror.
Every little flaw can be seen.
I need to learn to be kinder to myself.
To look more through soft focus, instead of being so harsh.