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Ongoing, Unang na-publish Apr 30, 2015
Mirror, Mirror...

Dear mirror on my wall

I just want to be thin, pretty and tall

Mirror, mirror if I change my weight

Maybe someone will start to care?

Mirror, mirror is I starve myself

At least I will be beautiful, forget my health

Mirror, mirror is I cut my wirst

Will  I feel like I exist?

Mirror, mirror don't you see?

What you show, is ruining me!


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As I stare at myself in the mirror, I don't even recognize the reflection. I'm a married woman, and I can't get over that. I'm only wearing red lace underwear at the moment. I wear sexy panties and bras now because I have someone who's seeing them every day other than myself. Does he wear special boxers...? I'm not ready to think about Silas that way yet. It is still too weird. I am a little surprised that I haven't had a meltdown yet. I've never had a panic attack before, but my life has been turned upside-down. I have a pretty damn good excuse to have one. Everyone is probably expecting that I will. They may even be surprised that I haven't yet. Eight years erased... Eight years to learn... I stare at my reflection in the mirror. I'm still me... just older. I rub lotion into my face, examining it closely. Still me. Same blue eyes. Same shallow dimples in my cheeks. Same lips that cover straight teeth that my parents paid a lot of money for. I step back and take in my body. A little curvier then I remember, but not by much. I guess with marriage comes comfort weight. My hair is the same blonde, just longer. How odd to have everything the same... yet so different. Completed July of 2019