I’m devastated to realise my eyesight is getting worse.
I had good eye sight as a kid. I prided myself on it and took delight in showing off my abilities for others.
Despite knowing that deterioration and old age are coming for us all I reckon my devastation is a sign that I was secretly hoping that I would be different. That I would be infallible. That I would be exempt from the inevitable decline.
I imagine people get a similar feeling when it’s mortal agony to be confronted with yet another birthday.
