I got a stick in my eye when I was four years old. I was lucky to keep my eye, but it's utterly useless. Of course, I can never know exactly how lazy my eye looks all the time, but I can definitely say it's apparent to the person I'm conversing with after 5 minutes of talk.

This is where my insecurities come from I do believe. I struggle to keep eye contact with random people and lovely ladies I'd like to get to know better. I didn't think it was a big issue, but now I'm buying into it.

A lot of other aspects of my life are top notch. I'm fine with my build. I.m fine with my clothing choices. My posture is good enough (I have minor back and foot issues, but nothing that ever gets to me). I'm almost always in a great mood. I know I'm awesome and that I have so much to give to others in many different ways. I just can't seem to shack this one insecurity.

Help a brotha out!