I’m 40 years old now, but it’s taken me about 35 years to embrace my eyes

I’m 40 years old now, but it’s taken me about 35 years to embrace my eyes…

Being adopted almost added onto the dealing of being weird – different when I was a little girl, people always pointed it out and asked me silly questions about did I see the same in each eye… My brothers called me a witch….

I could be talking to a stranger when suddenly they would interrupt me and say “hey! You’ve got 2 different coloured eyes”! – kinda felt like a freak show at times…

Do I feel different from others? Yes!! And it’s taken me this long to love it!! I feel it’s a blessing and I feel it’s a mark of something precious, mysterious!

I’ve just become a grandmother, and trust me, I watch my grand daughters eyes all the time to see if she has changes! I totally love it!

“I met thousands different people, but none of them was like me”

heterochromia project

During 20 years of my life, I met thousands different people, but none of them was like me.

As a child, I always considered myself weird, creepy and a bit of a freak. I felt like I do not belong.
Kids in my school would question me if I see everything in green and brown colours and when I asked if they see the world in blue, they realised how stupid the question was. I think they felt sorry for me.
Then, during my teenage years I was annoyed when every magazine advised what eye shadow a girl should use to match their iris. What if I have more than one colour ha? (and yes, it was a 1st world problem for a 15-year-old me ;)). On every single photograph, the difference in colour was so visible and I hated it. Again, freak.

In my head, I knew somebody up there is having a lot of fun…

Now, I love myself the way I am. People still do not believe me that my eyes are REAL, but I do not care anymore what everyone else think. I am different but I feel good about it. I feel unique.
The norm is boring, heterochromia is much more fun!