Mirrors Lie!
Mirrors Lie! For as long as I can remember I have avoided mirrors. I don't know why this started at such a young age for me. "UGLY" the word swirled in my brain. "FAT" was another adjective that the mirror often shouted at me. ( No I don't hallucinate -- this is a metaphor ) I always felt ( even in elementary school ) that the other students were staring at me, talking about me, and laughing at me. For the most part this wasn't 100% true -- however -- I was told plenty of times that I was not attractive, I was fat, I was ugly etc. I listened to those children and since I already believed this myself -- I assumed it MUST BE TRUE. Sadly, this has followed me into adulthood. Even in college ( I did start dating ) most of the guys kept me "secret". ( By the way ladies or gentlemen DO NOT LET ANYONE MAKE YOU FEEL LESS BEAUTIFUL/HANDSOME DESERVING SECRET ). This furthered chipped away at my already fragile self etsteem. I gradu
