When I look in the mirror, what do I see?
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I see a person riddled with contradictions. I see a person who is wise but doesn’t really know shit. I see a person who is loving but self-critical. I see a person who is brave but scared to death. I see a person who wants to succeed but feels like a failure. I see a person who is kind but capable of being anything but. I see a person who is fiercely proud of individuality but still wishes to be accepted…precisely as she is.
I see a person who wants to be loved but doesn’t feel deserving. I see a person who wants to be noticed but is introverted and shy. I see a person who feels so young but looks older every day (screw you Father Time!). I see a person who hopes for the best but prepares for the worst. I see a person who wants to give the world to the people she loves but feels incapable of doing so. I see a person who knows what she wants but doesn’t know how to get it. I see a person who looks like a dear friend but is sometimes a stranger. I see a person who loves to be alone but is scared of living life that way. I see a person who is strong but wants, just for a little while, to be weak.
I see a person who is a perfectionist but is undeniably flawed. I see a person who tries her best but feels like her best is never good enough. I see a person who talks a lot but says very little. I see a person who abhors repetition but finds comfort in routine. I see a woman who sometimes feels like a child. I see the good, the bad, the awesome and the awful. I see it all. I see me.
Some days I am more of one, less of another. Some days I am different. Some days I am the same. I am me. I am riddled with contradictions. I am…and that’s okay…because somehow I know it’s a good thing.
What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Kisses & Chaos,
Alli Woods Frederick