If the definition of progressive is 'moving forward towards progress', then why do I feel I just took a huge step backwards by picking up my new 'progressive' bifocals? Seriously, at 46... I'm reduced to these? I ate my carrots, I didn't sit too close to the TV and my Mom always said you'd go blind if you masturbate too much so.... ohhhhh, ok... um, that explains it then. True story. Anyway, I guess it beats holding things about a foot from my face to see it. It gives me a better perspective, and it's always good to see things more clearly and not have to try to figure out what you're really looking at.
It seems that as you get older and you lose your physical eyesight, you actually see with more clarity. What was important to you when you were younger is put into perspective with some experience and time, and you start to have a different opinion of your priorities. You see the world in a different way and perhaps have less tolerance for things that you may not have noticed in the past. As your vision blurs, you are able to see solutions to your problems that you might not have before... and you get x-ray vision... you can now see right through people... no one can pull the wool over your eyes... and the wolf in sheep's clothing isn't an effective disguise any more. Although your eyes are closer to being closed than opened when you squint, you can finally see things in focus. And while your eyeglass prescription gets thicker, your patience wears thinner. And when your sense of sight goes, you rely on your other senses to guide you, and you trust your gut and use your intuition. You are nobody's fool, even though your coke-bottle glasses appear to make you look like one.
This past year has been a real eye-opener for me. I've had several long-term (30 + year) friendships end as well as some not-so-long and some relationships because I finally stopped looking through rose-colored glasses and walked away from people and situations that were either too much drama, were people I couldn't trust any more or I finally saw people for what they were when I took a good look and stopped making excuses for them. Like prior to getting my bifocals, when I held these friendships back and looked at a distance, I was able to see these relationships in full view... with a new clarity to see that most of them just took from me and didn't give anything. They were disrespectful, but not as much as how I disrespected myself for putting up with it for so long, thinking that I didn't deserve better. And while I am no easy person to deal with, I put the effort into my friendships, but seldom do I get the same in return. I am thankful for those that I am close with that give as much as they take, who accept me exactly for who I am and don't try to change me in the least and that value our connection and don't take it for granted. Those are the most enjoyable and mean the most. I would rather be alone than be surrounded by selfish people who only care about themselves... because there is nothing more lonely than that... not even total blindness.