I have chronic dry eye and blepharitis. Three years ago I scratched my cornea, which led to recurrent corneal erosions. Then the dry eye and blepharitis started. If you'd told me years ago how debilitating this could be, I would have laughed. Now I know. It is horrible. It's not just a little scratchy feeling, it feels like needles digging into my eyes, and like tiny ants are crawling through my eyelashes, with itching and burning all the time.
My entire life is centered on this. When your eyes hurt, nothing is enjoyable. It has sapped my joy, my zest for life, my will to live. I have a baby, and I worry I won't be the kind of mother he deserves. I want to be fully present and engaged, not stuck in the constant pain every waking moment. I've been to several specialists, and they recommended a few things, which I tried to no avail, but mostly the answer has been that I just have to live with it.
I pray daily for relief and the strength to keep going. Sometimes God blesses me with a day with no pain, and it is such a gift. I try to look on the bright side and show gratitude for all the good things I have, but sometimes this just drags me down. I'm 30 now. Will it be another 50 years of this? I feel guilty for being such a downer all the time. My husband deserves a vibrant, energetic wife, not a sad sack of despair. I now have anxiety and depression due to the pain, as well.
It just feels so hard sometimes, to get through a day.
My entire life is centered on this. When your eyes hurt, nothing is enjoyable. It has sapped my joy, my zest for life, my will to live. I have a baby, and I worry I won't be the kind of mother he deserves. I want to be fully present and engaged, not stuck in the constant pain every waking moment. I've been to several specialists, and they recommended a few things, which I tried to no avail, but mostly the answer has been that I just have to live with it.
I pray daily for relief and the strength to keep going. Sometimes God blesses me with a day with no pain, and it is such a gift. I try to look on the bright side and show gratitude for all the good things I have, but sometimes this just drags me down. I'm 30 now. Will it be another 50 years of this? I feel guilty for being such a downer all the time. My husband deserves a vibrant, energetic wife, not a sad sack of despair. I now have anxiety and depression due to the pain, as well.
It just feels so hard sometimes, to get through a day.