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November 14th

Staring at my horrific reflection in the mirror, I finally realized you were so right. Everything you said about me that day was absolutely true, even though I hated admitting it.

My hair was straggly, and grossly enough, quite greasy from the lack of showering. I hadn't bothered to shave my beard, since you left me, so it was overgrown and in a desperate need of a trim. I even forced myself onto the scale this morning, and was completely mortified by the result. I used to be fit and work out everyday; I can't believe I gained so much weight, it is so unlike me. The reflection looking back at me in the mirror was certainly not anyone I recognized.

The energy I previously had to do all my grooming necessities and exercise vanished the day you walked out of my life. I had no desire to shave my beard, or get a haircut, when there was no i had to impress anymore. You were gone, I was alone, so why would I waste time to look good?

No matter how awful my outside appearance had become, I still hadn't changed my mind. I really wasn't gonna get a haircut or fix up my beard; I have much better things to do, like wait on the couch for you to come home.

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