Breezing past lingering stares

Hello to my fallen angels!  How are you doing on this glorious day? So I have mentioned in one of my past endeavors that I have diplopia (double vision). I had it since I was 12 years old. And now that I’m 21, yesterday was the first day I mustered enough courage to wear my eye patch in public and not just in the sanctity of my own home. I realize people stare at me regardless because I am forever the black sheep so might as well avoid anymore headaches while I’m at it. I breeze past their lingering stares because this is who I am and I can’t allow myself to be ashamed of my physical disability. I love who I am and If I need to wear an eye patch to live my life easier, then I’m going to do it. I don’t care what people think anymore. I was a shy little boy meandering through the halls of grade school. Now I am a young man whose wise, independent, witty, loving, and resilient. I wouldn’t change a thing about me because I know if anyone else ever walked in my shoes, they probably wouldn’t be alive today to tell the tale. I am having eye surgery for the third time in my life soon so I hope in my heart I don’t have to wear this eye patch much longer. Penance is free and resilience leads to contentment. Have a wonderful day, my fallen angels! Over and out.