When I was six years old, I was told by an eye doctor that I was going to have an eye surgery done that would fix a severe problem of mine. My vision. For the longest time, both of my eyes would wander back and forth as they pleased and I would never really be able to understand why. I finally learned why when I went to an eye doctor and was told that I had a condition called esotropia.

To give some background, esotropia is NOT a lazy eye. It is a condition where the eyes wander on their own due to overgrowth of muscles in the eye. So I guess you could say my eyes are pretty swole, eh?

Many people think at first glance that this is some trick I can do with my eye. No, I am trying to look at you with my right and left eye. Although I am trying to use both at the same time, they often do not work together during this process.

When I had the muscle surgery done, the doctors told my parents that this issue could reoccur when I got older. However, that was not what we hoped for. For years after my surgery, the only sight of it would come when I was dead tired. That being when I was running on one to two hours of sleep.

However, I now at 23 years old have to deal with the same issue all over again. I deal with it as I write this. I deal with having issues typing words due to the strain put on each of my eyes separately. I get to deal with explaining to friends why I sometimes look like I'm going cross-eyed again.

How I get to sit with a constant headache until I speak to another ophthalmologist again to get the same process started that I dealt with seventeen years ago. The hardest part is when my frustration peaks and I have outbursts on people. It's hard to explain that I exist with a headache for the entirety of my day then I get to come home and put on an eye patch to calm my eye down for the remainder of the night.

I was so excited at the thought that I would never have to deal with this issue again for the rest of my life. However, you have come to rear your ugly head once again. You cause me issues with writing on time, you cause me to need new glasses and contacts as soon as possible, and you cause me to not be myself. Although I'm told that it is not noticeable when someone looks at me, it goes far beyond the surface. The things it does to me honestly suck.

I hope that this time you'll be taken care of once and for all.

Sincerely,

A frustrated young adult.