I wonder if there is some psychological barrier that is blocking me from making progress with VT.
My friend J., who is a recovering alcoholic and has been very supportive of me with my road to 3D, suggested that I may be holding back something emotionally that is not letting me get past anomalous correspondence and intermittent double vision. (As a side note, some of my most supportive friends are those who have had to go through cancer therapy and/or major psychological rewiring themselves to get over alcohol abuse.) Perhaps I am still grasping onto my story of being the only normal kid in the pre-school for retarded kids and I am locked into the past. Perhaps I still think of myself as the lazy-eyed freak. I don’t know but I am willing to explore this and let go of whatever psychological baggage needs to exit my system in order to move on. I wouldn’t be surprised if at some level, I am scared of 3D. As fascinated as I am by the new undulating texture of napkins that I discover or the other objects I stare at because I’ve never seen them in so much depth, I must be frank and admit that I’m also sad sometimes because I realize what I’ve been missing. Some friends tell me I should be happy because I can see that VT is working. Yes, logically, I should be happy, but part of me is not. Perhaps I am afraid of what life will look like when I cross (no pun intended) to the other side, to this unknown world. There is something comfortable in the known, however flat it may be.