I wear sunglasses at night it's too early to go to sleep my eyes are on fire and there's nothing I can do. I've learned frustration only leads to defeat and I won't feel bad about something I have no control over. I sit on the bed with the lights off waiting for my eyes to stop crying. It takes a few minutes but slowly they begin to calm in the dark. I know eye drops make my eyes freak out more, rubbing them isn't an option, and light makes them itchy. It's an itch I cannot scratch, a fire that only goes out with time. I watch, make do, adjust, stay calm, breathe, and remember this isn't the first or last time this will happen. And this fire won't burn forever. I patiently wait for it to pass.