You know when you're getting your eyes checked and the optometrist switches the lenses back and forth and over and again, and your view of the letter chart snaps from fuzzy to crisp to fuzzy to crisp and so on?
I've learned that when I'm depressed or in a bad place emotionally, I constantly make the wrong call. That one! I'll say to the optometrist, when it should be, Let me see the other one again.
I've learned everyone does this and being aware of doing it makes it suddenly stop.
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