My Glasses

After 22 years of being a bespectacled human, I finally had the surgery to get rid of my glasses and became the majority.
My glasses were engraved into my identity, which is an understatement. It had become my body part without which I could not function.
Now, when I don't need it anymore, I have completely forgotten about it. It lies in a cupboard with dust on it.
I had told myself that I would wear it and check how bad my eyesight was but I could never get myself to do it.
Like I said before it was engraved into my identity. It had decided so many of the life choices that I made from a young age.
It made me think of myself as the nerdy one. I decided that this was my fate and I could never be the pretty girl in the room ever due to it and I had made my peace with it.
I never got a chance to be in the front line of a school dance or never dared to go up and tell a guy that I had a crush on that I liked him.
And one of the many reasons for this was I was this geeky girl with a pair of ugly glasses. I would certainly fail in all these aspects.
Of course, the environment around me groomed me to become this way because I was continuously called names, lost opportunities, and discriminated against wearing glasses.
When you are a 6-year-old kid being treated differently than the others, it kind of defines your perspective for the long run.
Coming back to the present, so now that I am sans glasses, I had expected a few people close to me to notice it.
The saddest funny part was that none of them had a second glance. Their outlook on me was never associated with my glasses.
Frankly, they didn't care.
So this tells a lot about me that having no glasses would create a different opinion about me.
I was anticipating a response from these people. I wanted them to notice my eyes, my face without my glasses, and decide whether I am beautiful or not.
My family, who knew about the surgery, only asked about my eyesight and rather not about how I feel without them.
I realized deep down that I could never consider myself beautiful with or without glasses.
It was never the glasses.
It was me who needed to heal from within.
To realize that what others think about me on a superficial level should not affect my perspective about me and my choices in life.
Having no glasses has already made me efficient in so many ways.
All I need to do now is just become more confident and boy that's a long road to tread on.