Glass walls.<\/p>\n
A few days ago, I fantastically developed a stye near my eye. Horrible and annoyingly irritating. Unfortunately, it was before my first day of work as an interaction designer. That night after I suddenly woke up at 3 am (after sleeping at 11 pm), I called my sister<\/a> and asking what I should do. She had this issue many times. And after some steps of advice, she gave her final piece of advice: You probably should not wear contacts.<\/i><\/p>\n When I first got my glasses in the fourth grade, I hated them. I didn\\’t want to be a nerd and approval of me by my classmates was very important then. I would take them off as much as I could. Yet as I grew older, I started liking them. This sort of describes the love of the festering wound. We start liking what used to irritate us. We adapt.<\/p>\n My sister got her glasses around the same time, but due to demands, she got contacts in the 6th grade. I finally acquiesed to contacts junior year in high school, because I was tired of having my glasses steam up during eating and also I didn\\’t like how my glasses got in the way when doing any physical activities.<\/p>\n But I missed having the obligated look of intelligence.<\/p>\n Ever since then, I have rarely wore glasses outside of the house. I always take off my contacts a few hours before sleeping and put them on when I go out. But during those…times of infected eyes or illnesses, I would be forced to wear those…glass walls. I felt that after wearing contacts for so long, wearing glasses again, I was building a glass wall between me and everyone else.<\/p>\n Ben<\/a> noted this when I wore glasses early this week. That I seemed a different person. That I seemed to habor a different personality. To myself, the world was the same. I acted the same. Usually forgetting that I was wearing glasses. But I could occasionally feel how people reacted differently toward me. People could tell I was very nearsighted–I have a prescription of -9.0 with my eyes incredibly magnified behind the lenses. Some people couldn\\’t recognize me. Ultimately, they weren\\’t used to it. Sort of it a different haircut.<\/p>\n Is this proof that what we wear on the outside truly affects how people perceive us?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Glass walls. A few days ago, I fantastically developed a stye near my eye. Horrible and annoyingly irritating. Unfortunately, it was before my first day of work as an interaction designer. That night after I suddenly woke up at 3 … Continue reading