Real talk here. My vision keeps getting worse and I'm so paranoid.
[just now got a call from my dad saying my new glasses have arrived; fingers crossed for the best! [update: apparently crossing fingers doesn't always work]]
It's been a cycle of optometrist visits, increasing eye prescriptions, episodes of partial blindness, eye specialist visits, and now brain scans. So far they found nothing out of the ordinary, but I'm still holding my breath.
Because I know it's my fault.
I'm finally being punished for all the sleep-deprived nights I've binged on editing, YouTube, Netflix etc. on my laptop/phone in the dark. It's a huge "I TOLD YOU SO" from the universe when you're being faced with your health's mortality.
I really hope this isn't beyond my control yet.
On an optimistic note, I'm going to try to be better.
On an optical note, SEE ya later.
"I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. All the best people are."