God, stood me up. [Vent]

Open me perhaps!?

I genuinely cried while making this. The whole thing w my eye has never actually healed, mentally nor physically. It easy to joke about but, the incident changed my life forever. I basically stopped aging for a while in around 4th-6th grade. I was in and out of surgeries, and missed out on a shit ton of school. I honestly wish I would’ve listened. But I didn’t. The true reason almost all my sonas have different colored eyes or lazy eyes, are because I do too. I find giving them the physical traits that cursed me comforting. A way to cope, almost. I’ve been called a blue eyed freak and disabled and a bunch of other shitty things before because of it. This all happened when I was barely 6. I wish it would go away. But, the pain and insecurity it has given me, will last forever.