Mirror, Mirror on the wall

Have you ever stood in front of the mirror, staring at yourself for so long that you feel you're staring at someone else? Recently, I tried staring at my reflection in the mirror. For a long time I stood staring, staring till I thought I saw someone else, I stared till my eyes hurt, I tried to look into my own eyes and a strange kind of fear overtook my me.

I was seeing someone different from whom I normally see. It was scary. Now the normal me I know likes to talk, often too much infact, mainly because I felt insecure about being quiet. The normal me is so unsure of what she wants, most times my biggest challenge was indecision, the normal me would be always scared to try. The normal me would say 'maybe I'm not good enough'

But staring at my reflection, I knew it wasn't the normal me I was seeing. I looked into my own eyes, I looked deeper and gradually that fear began to creep away. The me I saw was different, the me I saw was smiling, confident and smart. The me I saw was strong, strong because She has learned some things along the way that she is happy to share with others, and she is also just as eager to learn from those others. I saw beauty, from outside and most of it radiating from inside..

I wondered what was wrong with this mirror, it seemed so different today. The more I looked, the more I saw a king sized self-esteem twice bigger than myself, I saw a winner. Was wondering why I suddenly felt good enough and capable. I wasn't startled when tears flooded my eyes and crumbled down my face. It felt creepy watching myself cry in front of the mirror, I couldn't help it. The me I saw wasn't scared of trying, the me I saw was ready to give her best and not settle for less.

As I stood staring and listening to Whitney Houston's One Moment in Time, i was lost in the moment, I couldn't stop staring at the me I saw, I saw greatness in my eyes, I saw hope, I saw my worth, I saw everything I wanted to be that I thought I wasn't. I loved what I saw.

Now, I really want to be that girl I saw, I have to accept that was me I was seeing I need to allow my eyes to see HER, not the lesser me who often stares back at me.  Whether it’s how I look, what I weigh, friend I am, my age, what I do and how I do it, it’s all worthy. I just have to start getting used to this me I see. I'll keep looking until my former me disappears.

Dunno what you see when you stare at your reflection in the mirror, maybe you feel you're ugly and not worthy of anything, well I think you should dust that mirror and look up again, deeply this time and without fear. Don't you see that beauty radiating from you that's being begging for appreciation. Any beautiful soul reading this, You're are Exceptionally beautiful, handsome, special, smart, good enough and worthy of every good thing.. Just don't stop looking... Love, Aibee.