One’s reflection can tell a lot about themselves, that’s why few do so. To take a look into the mirror or looking into the mirror it means to see yourself bare and flawed. No one is perfect, no one is without sin, so to look in the mirror and see all that you are, means to know the person within.
It Can Be Ugly
For many, it takes a lifetime or it never happens because looking at yourself means facing the truth; And the truth can be gritty, ugly, raw, and unapologetic. Looking into the mirror means facing your demons, your actions, and your addictions (yes everyone has something they are addicted to). But it can also be the most beautiful thing you’ve ever done if you’re willing to do the work.
Mirrors Are Double Entendres
The saying in the side mirrors have always been a favorite of mine “objects in mirror are closer than they appear.” Talk about a double entendre. The objects– ie. you are closer within than you think. If you are willing to dive in and spend that time with yourself (which terrifies a great deal of people) you could learn so much about yourself. There is so much power in doing things alone and learning yourself; dependency on other people is ok until they’re not here, then what?
Looking In At 18 Wasn’t Easy
Looking into the mirror was essential to me about 13 years ago (damn I feel old!) I’d just graduated high school and gotten dumped by who I thought was the love of my life, and for me, the world was ending. I was distraught and obsessing over the fact that I’d wasted two years of my life only for him to break up with me after prom as I expected. I felt low, worthless, and because he jumped right into a new relationship, I felt unattractive.
People Only Do What You Allow
I will admit I allowed him to get in my head. He disrespected me, sent me pictures of the new girl who was nothing to brag about (I’m not just saying that either) and made comments about every flaw I told him in confidence. He was trying to tear me down and break me, and I allowed it because I didn’t know my worth.
I Looked & I Found Myself
I’m not sure of the exact day or instance that it happened, but one day I decided that I loved myself for no other reason. I didn’t need a reason. Not even looking into the mirror. I decided to choose me over heartbreak, pain, naysayers, haters, and anything negatived I’d ever heard about myself. This is when my life changed for the greater.
There’s Power In Knowing Your Worth
Taking that first step to look at myself and appreciate the reflection looking back at me changed the game. No longer was I was the meek, nimble version of myself, but I wasn’t the take charge, aggressive type either. I became assertive, aware of my power, and prepared to block out anyone with a problem with it. See that’s the thing, once you love yourself the right way, you won’t allow subpar or mediocre from anyone; Not in a friendship, relationship, family–not even a rude person in the grocery store.
Looking Into The Mirror: For Beginners
If you’ve never tried it or are afraid to become one with yourself, start with an icebreaker. Write a letter to yourself, and be as honest and transparent as possible. Tell yourself everything you’ve ever wanted to say; it can even be directed to a younger you. Once you’ve passed that stage plan a day to either take yourself out on a day of fun, a date, or book a hotel for the weekend to simply enjoy your own company. The best way to begin your journey of getting to know yourself is by finding out what you like. Don’t worry if you don’t figure it out in hours, a day, or weekend, you’ve got the rest of your life to love yourself right!
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