When I looked in the mirror, what I saw reflected back at me was unacceptable. Fat. Ugly. Distorted. Off. But to me, that was normal - it was how I saw myself, & to me, it was reality. It didn't matter if there was someone there with me who told me "how nice" I looked, I knew it was probably just someone exercising their 'social graces" & not acknowledging what I (& probably everyone else) knew to be true.
Looking back on it, I think it was that my perception, my reality, my lens for looking at me & my life situations was skewed, like a carnival mirror. Where the image that is reflected is distorted, inaccurate, yet just as painful to observe. And remember.
So I stopped looking the mirror... but I could still remember what I "looked" like - the distorted images of me, the twisted outlook on life. My reality. Which remained, until my mirror was replaced...
And I looked into it again.
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3 launchings into the blogosphere....:
George Bernard Shaw is quoted as saying, "You use a glass mirror to see your face; you use works of art to see your soul."
Personally, I think you are a work of art . . .
Of course, Sid Vicious said, "I've only been in love with a beer bottle and a mirror." . . . But I don't think he was any happier than you or I . . .
Thanks for sharing this:)
my word verification is: sheness
Louie D - I appreciate your willingness to share you life with us more than I can say. I know it takes courage.
Tim is right, you are a work of art, on the inside as well as the outside.
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