Are all teenagers so bloody dramatic?
Has eye strain (from spending far too long looking at screens I imagine).
Goes to optician who prescribes glasses, prescription isn’t particularly strong.
Picks up glasses. Cries within an hour of getting them as she thought they’d magically fix her eye strain induced headaches.
What if my glasses are the wrong prescription, I don’t think they help me see... ad infinitum...
It’s so bloody draining to live with.