17/40 - Updating My Identity

In high school, it took a cute girl to convince me that I had already moved on from an awkward phase of my life. A phase that I held onto for almost three years longer than was necessary but a phase that I had wrapped my identity around and found it tough to unravel.

I got my first pair of glasses when I was starting the 1st grade. It was the 80s, so they were appropriately thick and a horrible shade of brown. By 4th grade, I’d made the move to more wireframes, but still, a little large in hindsight. Then something miraculous happened. At the end of 6th grade, my optometrist told me that my eyes had continued to correct themselves and I no longer needed to wear glasses! Who even knew that was possible?