Mirrors

       Today I found myself staring my insecurities in the face, fed by the knowing that I should or could be thinner. Most days the creation of a mirror is my worst enemy, that being said, there's the occasional time where I don't totally hate it. What we see in the mirror is usually the reflection of how we feel about ourselves, not what we actually look like. Personally, I have never said "I feel fat", and then looked in the mirror and appeared thin and beautiful. I tend to get ready in the morning and then stand in front of the mirror and pick myself apart. I can't be the only one, am I right? My drive to write this was sparked when my best friend was talking about how she was fat and I wasn't. Which in my opinion is absolutely not true. We could both be thinner and we both have things we want to change about ourselves, everyone does. Whether we wish we had a smaller/bigger nose, curlier/straighter hair, a smaller/bigger butt, or that we wish we were taller or shorter, there is always something we want to change about ourselves. Always. As women, I think it's natural to look at a thin and beautiful girl and immediately start picking ourselves apart. Sometimes it's because we don't have toned legs and abs like her, and other times it's a little less specific and it's just because we aren't her. Believe it or not, but that girl has insecurities too. When she looks in the mirror in the morning she has doubts about herself, just like we all do. I think that if no one had doubts about themselves we wouldn't be so jealous of each other. I think we're jealous of the thought that "she doesn't have to worry about her body image like I do". Maybe we would be a happy with ourselves and be at peace with the fact that we are who we are. I'm making a promise to myself to pay more attention to my mental health and things that make me feel good about myself, rather than what I look like on the outside.

      Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who's the fairest of them all?

    Not a single one of us.