Saturday, September 7, 2013

The Mirror

I could finally look at my reflection in the mirror and not measure and re- measure the space between my thighs.
But the mirror on the inside- the one whose reflection always measured my worthiness was cracked. And so, like the jagged, little images you see of yourself when the mirror breaks- I could never get all the pieces to add up to self love. I could never stop measuring and re- measuring my self worth.

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