My dad has glasses, and growing up I never really understood the stigma of glasses. I never encountered it truly, except for one episode of Arthur when Arthur the Aardvark got glasses and everyone called him “four eyes.” But I do remember when I started to need glasses. When I figured it out, I kept […]
I got glasses in the third grade. By the fourth grade, my vision was so bad I had to wear them all the time. I don’t remember life when I didn’t have to reach for my glasses in the morning to see the clock next to my bed. In the ninth grade, I got contact […]
This will probably shock approximately no one, but I wear glasses. I don’t need them once in a while to drive or watch TV; I need them to live. They’re the first thing I put on when I wake up and the last thing I take off when I go to bed.