I can’t even begin to describe the magnitude of what it’s like to be a woman in the 21st century.
There’s this constant tug-of-war between expectations and the reality that I’ve been forced to live with for a good portion of my life.
There’s a certain sense of dread, as if you’re constantly at war with reality and what it has to offer.
There are no “trends” or “fads” anymore.
You’re the norm.
My eyes are constantly getting bigger, but I can barely wear them.
I’m constantly having to deal with the thought of never having to wear glasses again.
I wear glasses almost everyday, but my vision is so blurry I can hardly read text.
This isn’t an exaggeration.
I’ve spent my entire life in a constant state of “I don’t know if I should wear glasses, I can never wear glasses”, which is incredibly frustrating.
I can get headaches, and I’ve had a series of them in the last few months.
When I look at my glasses I feel like I’m staring at a blank screen.
In some ways, I feel as if I’m living in the same universe as my parents.
It’s so difficult to tell what’s real and what’s not, but it’s a constant struggle to make my mind not focus on the other side of the glass.
A few months ago, I was wearing my glasses for the first time.
They’re a big deal.
It’s not just the fact that they’re glasses, but that they are a part of my everyday life.
This is a huge step forward for me as a person, as a designer, and as a woman.
I am extremely grateful to be able to wear my glasses everyday, and to finally have an outlet to express myself without them.