Sometimes cutting a person out of your life is the same as cutting off an infected limb. You’re mad that it isn’t there anymore at first but then relieved when you realized that it slowly isn’t killing you anymore.
My greatest fear….
is probably going blind. I know there are people out there who are born blind and people who eventually get blind over time and props to them for not letting it get in their way. But I can’t imagine being 22 and then going completely blind. It’s like holy fucking shit! I appreciate my eyes!
