You know what’s weird? Every time I walk past a reflective surface, I brace myself like it’s an unsolicited performance review.
Very well said and appreciate the depth here. You’re so right about not only perceiving oneself but then doing the mental gymnastics involved with imagining that reflection from an entirely “other” point of view.
So endlessly exhausting and life force draining.
Not a mirror a view. Cool.
Here’s something and I know you didn’t ask. As for my appearance…. Don’t like my clothes? Fuck you. Don’t like my looks? Ditto.
Very well said and appreciate the depth here. You’re so right about not only perceiving oneself but then doing the mental gymnastics involved with imagining that reflection from an entirely “other” point of view.
So endlessly exhausting and life force draining.
Not a mirror a view. Cool.
Here’s something and I know you didn’t ask. As for my appearance…. Don’t like my clothes? Fuck you. Don’t like my looks? Ditto.