For those who wear glasses do you remember your first time putting them on and what it was like?

Like you, I am nearsighted. I remember it was the individual leaves thing that struck me the most and my mom laughing at me because on the drive home I could not stop staring openmouthed at trees. The other thing that wowed me was how at night, lights suddenly weren’t diffuse blobs anymore but were now sharp points.

Being able to see the blackboard in school was also pretty cool. No more walking to the front of the room every time I wanted to copy stuff down.

Yes, I experienced all those things, and a lurch in my stomach. All the sudden the ground wasn’t where it seemed to be. When I ran, the world jiggled. Riding in the car was a new experience. I started liking my mom’s cooking less. I stabbed myself less often when sewing. I remember so well. I needed a very strong scrip,so the lenses were thick, and HEAVY. They magnified my eyes, so when people looked at me, my eye looked the same size as the lens.
My favorite part, it extended my reading time by three hours a day.

My experience was not so dramatic, but I started needing glasses in my 30’s and my eye sight was 20/35 without glasses still. I do remember being a little shocked the world had become more fuzzy than I realized. The glasses sharpened everything back up.

My sister got her glasses around age 11 or 12 and she hugged the doctor! That day when the world became clearer and bright and more colorful is imprinted in her brain.

The first thing I remember was feeling dizzy. I actually wanted to put it away, and had put it away a couple of times. My thought was: “What is the point of something that makes my face heavy and my head light?”

But then I began to see everything so clearly for the first time. I was amazed I didn’t have to get close to see. For the first time I could read the letters on the board. I began to grow on my glasses. For a long time I thought what I saw were what they were. My glasses were like a person who led me out from my illusion to the truth.

I remember I could finally see the blackboard. I was in the fourth grade. It was both a good and bad feeling. Having Lasik done around six years ago was a different experience. I stared at trees for days. I’m still amazed how good things look especially the skyline on a clear day

Realizing how bad my vision was. And finding out what a pain in the ass rain is with glasses.

Yes—not a bit of dizziness, and here’s why: For some reason totally unfathomable and foolish to me today, I wanted to wear glasses when I was in my 20s even though I had 20/20 vision. so I bought a pair of Rx-less glasses. I really liked the way they looked, but after a while I felt silly wearing fake glasses and and tossed them in a drawer.

As I got older, an optometrist told me that I’d need glasses by the time I was 40, a specificity I doubted. But he was right, and I’ve worn increasingly strong ones ever since (now trifocals).

I was amazed at the stars, but did not like the look of myself. I’ve gotten used to it now. I still enjoy taking off my glasses and putting them back on. New experience every time.

Vaguely,
I was told that when I was eight I came home one day all excited because they were getting new blackboards at school and said they needed them because the old ones made everything all fuzzy.

That’s when my mother had me tested and found out I was near-sighted.

What I remember was how amazed I was at the clarity and the details I could make out! Sure, I was now a four-eyes but I could see your lips move when you called me one and that more than made up for it. And, I no longer had to sit at the front of the class and thus began my sojourn toward the back row where I spent the remainder of my school years.

I kept taking mine on and off at first just so I could enjoy the effects of my glasses on my vision.

Oh yeah, it was like a miracle! I could read billboards all the way across the parking lot and stuff like that. I was 9, in 4th grade.

Yes, me too. My parents had a house in the Oakland hills, and we had a view of the entire Bay Area.
I stood at the window just agape.

I didn’t need glasses until I got the over-40 thing and couldn’t see the small print anymore, which means bifocals. I got the graded ones so that I wouldn’t look quite so weird. I remember that they were great because I could see again without really struggling. The bad part was walking down a flight of stairs as it made me seasick. I had to take them off to do stairs. I don’t have that problem anymore.

No but I just remember seeing everything way more clearer

I’m with @Pachy Textbook at age 40, could no longer read magazines in the bath tub without holding them out at arms length. haha
No dizziness or other adjustments, just ” Oh wow, I can SEE again to read!”

I was maybe age 8 or 9. I was amazed to see that trees have leaves, the night sky’s filled with stars, and that walls meet ceilings in sharp, clean lines.

I guess I’d been squinting for a long time. One of my schoolteachers told my parents that I could be very “rude and bold,” apparently because I squinted to see her. Instead of understanding that I might have a vision problem and reporting that to my parents, the idiot just assumed that I was making ugly, hateful faces at her. Moron. Some people just shouldn’t work with children.

I was 33 and had not had any mind altering substances for 2½ years. I getting glasses for near-sightedness was like taking some kind of mushroom, it was almost hallucinogenic.

I remember walking around in a daze for a few days marveling at the branches on trees, and the like. I also remember having a hard time breaking my cover-tactics. I had discovered that if I pulled the corners of my eyes slightly back and down, I could see the blackboard in school clearly. I had gotten really good at ‘covering’ the technique and I had a hard time stopping.

A week after starting fourth grade, my teacher realized that i couldn’t read the blackboard from my seat in the back of the room. Shortly thereafter I got my first glasses and it was a revelation, since I had not been aware of the myopia. The downside was that, at the time, “men don’t make passes at girls who wear glasses” so I was self-conscious and kept taking them off and putting them in my purse (and breaking them).

One night I realised that the moon was blurred when I looked at it through my right eye. The left was fine. I then noticed how blurred the blackboard was when seen only with my right eye so I got glasses when I was about 11. The odd thing is when I get glasses my sight is perfect for a couple of days and then the focus slips again with my right eye. The left also needs a prescription but is much more stable. No optician has ever explained to me why this should be.

By the way, I no longer wear eyeglasses or contact lenses. I had laser surgery about 10 years ago. Within just a few minutes, I went from 20–600 vision to 20–25 vision. It was like a miracle.