I used to spend so much time looking at myself in the mirror. Fixing my hair, putting on my makeup. It was all a facade, to mask how I really felt about myself. I couldn’t even go to the grocery store without putting makeup on first. I was afraid that I would see someone I knew and they would tell everyone my big secret; that I am just average. I was too self-centered to realize the world wasn’t talking about me when I wasn’t around.
Then I went through a few years where I couldn’t even look at myself in the mirror, I hated myself that much. If I forced myself to look in the mirror it usually ended in tears. The reflection I saw was just a shell of a woman, drowning in guilt, regret and failure. A woman doomed to spend the remainder of her days in her…