I had some laughs telling this story to a couple of friends yesterday. They told me that I HAD to post it because it’s hilarious. So here you go…….
When I was born, the Dr forcefully used forceps to get me out. This damaged the optic nerve and muscle to my left eye so the alignment is off and I’m unable to move it in certain directions.
This is not my fault and I had/have absolutely no control over this whatsoever. I did have surgery when I was younger to help correct some of it, however, there is nothing you can do to heal a nerve.
I am very self consciousness of it and I absolutely hate it. When I was a kid and even as an adult, I’ve been the subject of many hurtful jokes. It’s interesting that the same people that laugh at me for it would never laugh or make fun of someone in a wheelchair.
In any case….
A few years ago I dated this guy and we had gotten pretty close. One day, out of the blue, he just pulled the disappearing act and didn’t really give me a reason. Later, I found out it was because he said that he would be embarrassed to be seen with me because of my eye and actually was making fun of me because of it.
Initially, I was very hurt. When I got tired of crying, I decided that I was not going to take that laying down, especially since he was born with a major physical problem as well—very-VERY- small “feet” *cough, cough*
So, I called him and confronted him. I asked why he was doing that because I never made fun of him because of his “feet” because, bless his heart, it wasn’t his fault either. Then I asked him how he would feel if I was laughing about it to my friends.
There was a long pause followed by a multitude of apologies. I told him to “f off” and hung up on him. The following weeks, he continued to call me telling me that he was wrong, was so sorry, I was beautiful, amazing, blah blah blah and wanted a second chance.
I explained to him that I could be the bigger person and forgive him for his hateful and hurtful actions. However, the “feet” were a big problem–not so much the size but the fact that he just really didn’t know how to make good use of “them” and make me happy. Therefore, there was no way I’d give him a second chance.
I still hear from him from time to time, still wanting to have a second chance. The last time, I told him to please stop contacting me because I now prefer to date men with bigger *feet*
I’m a very easy going,soft spoken,understanding, non judgmental, forgiving and compassionate person. The biggest mistake people make is taking my kindness for weakness-obviously.
Karma is a bitch 😜
There you go…..hopefully, your laugh for the day 🙂