flunkky
Heart soldier
- Jul 6, 2024
- 10
I'm at the eye doctors, i feel small, out of place, and most painfully alone.
I sat down in the chair where they scan the back of your eye, suddenly i wanted to cry so hard. Everything was suddenly so loud and overwhelming and i felt like a vein in the middle of my heart was being strung like an out of tune guitar string. I wanted to scream and cry and leave but still i stayed, taking it, keeping myself together.
There was silence for a bit after that, and i did the rest of the exams and lenses checks, then they asked me:
"Is it okay if we dilate your eyes today? We recommend all new patients do it!"
I didn't understand why they had to, i remember hating the feeling, it was already a shitty day and i just want to go home.
But wait
My home was just ripped from my bare hands, the person i felt at home with despite my horrible home life, they had left me. There was no home to go back to, no one even knew where i was, no one even knew i was gone, no one was there to tell me to be careful-- and most importantly
No one would be there to drive me home if i dilated my eyes.
And in that moment, i felt the smallest and most fragile i've felt in a long time.
No one was there for me, i was alone. No one was around to care or help.
And so, i said no, and as soon as they left the room i cried my eyes out.
I sat down in the chair where they scan the back of your eye, suddenly i wanted to cry so hard. Everything was suddenly so loud and overwhelming and i felt like a vein in the middle of my heart was being strung like an out of tune guitar string. I wanted to scream and cry and leave but still i stayed, taking it, keeping myself together.
There was silence for a bit after that, and i did the rest of the exams and lenses checks, then they asked me:
"Is it okay if we dilate your eyes today? We recommend all new patients do it!"
I didn't understand why they had to, i remember hating the feeling, it was already a shitty day and i just want to go home.
But wait
My home was just ripped from my bare hands, the person i felt at home with despite my horrible home life, they had left me. There was no home to go back to, no one even knew where i was, no one even knew i was gone, no one was there to tell me to be careful-- and most importantly
No one would be there to drive me home if i dilated my eyes.
And in that moment, i felt the smallest and most fragile i've felt in a long time.
No one was there for me, i was alone. No one was around to care or help.
And so, i said no, and as soon as they left the room i cried my eyes out.