Wake

You wake up to discover a completely different, unknown face staring back at you from the mirror. Another great prompt by https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/author/reinventionsreena/

Every morning, there is less to see.

An unknow face stares back at me in the mirror, and I know it isn’t me. I can’t see the real person behind the mask. Flashes of light, mixed in with shadows floating across my line of vision.

It’s getting worse, I know it is, but I’m not a victim.

I will learn to live with my blindness, learn to be me again.

I listen to another tutorial, get used to the monotone voice telling me what my eyes should be seeing. It is difficult, and I want to throw my mobile as far as it would go, but I need to persevere.

If I don’t I’ll be defined by my disability.

I have a job to do, and losing my…