I always believed my vision was just fine, unaware I had been adapting to a fuzzy world for years. I didn’t even realize I was constantly squinting in order to see, but eventually I couldn’t get by that way any longer and there began my unwanted, yet necessary relationship with glasses. I spent a decade grudgingly putting up with them, finding over the years I slowly relied on them with more frequency. I always felt self conscious in them and envied friends with excellent vision. Over the years I heard great things about LASIK, and while being free of my dependence on glasses sounded enticing, the thought of taking a laser to my eyeball struck me as too scary. I allowed my fears keep me from seriously considering the procedure; I simply accepted my fate as a four eyes. Then one evening while on vacation, I found myself lost in a sketchy part of town without my glasses. The cityscape around me was a complete blur, making it impossible to get my bearings and I was terrified. As I rushed to find safety, I decided it was time to overcome my fears of the laser and research LASIK.