What do you see when you look in the mirror? Okay, beyond the obvious. What do you see when you really look, deep into yourself? A good person? Someone you’re proud of? Someone you like, or even better, love?
For all of my life (no, really, no exaggeration here), I’ve absolutely and utterly hated who and what I see when I look into the mirror. So much so that I frequently made it a point to not look into the mirror, and most especially never look myself in the eyes—the pain was just too great. I’ve never seen myself as attractive, or worthy, or someone to be proud of, or really anything remotely positive. Part of this is due to Keep reading