Reena is the host of Reena’s Xploration Challenge
The person I see in the mirror is not me. It hurts that I’ve lived with this stranger for so long.
Use the sentence above, or the spirit of it in your piece.
The first thing we usually see in the morning is our face in the bathroom mirror. I’m so used to looking at my face that I seldom pay much attention unless there’s something different about me. That is when I am not paying much attention to what lies beneath the surface.
But there are days when I feel the person I see in the mirror is not the real me. I feel that I’ve lived with this stranger for so long, and have not been totally fair to her.
I smile at myself sometimes to see how I look while smiling at others. I make faces to see how my different expressions look. But what I cannot do is to open my heart so that others can see what I feel. How I absorb all the hurt I feel without letting it show on my face. How I smile when my heart is heavy with unshed tears.
These feelings never come to the surface because I feel that whatever happens, I need to present a cheerful front to those around me, especially my loved ones. In trying to appear happy, I do sometimes in reality start to feel happy and that is perhaps the power of suggestion. Look happy and you’ll start feeling happy.
Being true to oneself is indeed a gift that few of us bestow on ourselves. We often suppress our inner emotions and put on a false facade. I don’t mean to say that we should wear our emotions on our sleeves, all the time and for everyone to see, but we should let people know when they hurt us by telling them gently that it hurt us.
Let’s hope that when we next look in the mirror, we see someone who has been treated fairly.