For much of the time I’ve had Keratoconus, I’ve been fortunate enough to have a partner who knew me before things got too hard to handle. After my first cornea transplant, I found myself single and ready to date again.

I went on a date with an old friend. I didn’t give much thought on whether to talk about my condition. I try not to let it define me or the things I can do. As we sat down and watched the sun set by the beach, I thought to talk about having Keratoconus because my mind was racing, thinking about driving back home after dark. However, I didn’t bring it up. Instead, I left early, beat the sunset and got home before dark. The day had been so good that I figured bringing it up would ruin everything. Little did I realize that taking off like that was likely…