Mirrors

Mirrors. Nothing more than a piece of reflective glass on a wall, right? Maybe to some to people. To me a mirror is so much more. A mirror is a way to judge yourself, see what others see when they look at you, critique everything about yourself. I would assume some people look in mirrors and see everything they love about themselves. I on the other hand, enter a whole other world. In this world, nothing about your body is ok, nothing about you is acceptable. You stare at yourself for hours on end hoping to find something you can accept. You never can, and never will. In this world you live in the mirror and you don't win. It's most certainly a dictatorship. But not one where you revolt. Eventually it breaks you and end up shaking and crying and not wanting anybody to see you. Except you can't hide from their world or they might try to your world from you. Your world of mirrors and numbers. Of self-hatred and judgment. One you long to leave but cannot bare to lose. A world where you are constantly hungry and the only thing acceptable is an empty stomach. This world may seem light-years away. But actually it's right in your very house. Down the hall in the bathroom or a bedroom. You just have to stare into that mirror and you can find the world. If you're lucky the world won't appear. Some of us live in it all the time. We live in your world but also in ours. Our world can be deadly but when you think about it so is the real one. You all spend your time blaming society for the fact that our world exists, meanwhile we get sucked further and further in. Some of us will come out and never go back in, others will be trapped forever, and a few will go in and out for years. All it takes is waking up and looking that mirror and realizing you aren't good enough and you probably never will be.