Page 53-Mentality: Relating to the mind or its disorders

I know I have a personality complex because I battle with my self-image a lot. Every time I look in the mirror, all I can see is imperfection. No wonder I was cheated on, I’m not even beautiful. Someone once told me “how can you expect other to love you, if you don’t even love yourself?” I really don’t know what it means t love anymore but I’m trying to accept myself, my image, my overweight reflection in the mirror before me. I tend to have conversations with myself about what I have transformed into. I don’t think talking to your self is normal, but honestly, what is normal anymore?

: Mirrored Images:
: Fighting My Image:

I look at you
What do I see?
I see a person
That can’t agree

I look at you
You look back at me
I see a face
That looks down at me

I look at you
While you stare at me
Not even a smile
Showing no sincerity

I reach out to you
You’re ignoring me
You chose not to see your hostility

I need you
But you’re not in need of me
You’re trying to change yourself piece by piece

You’re a work of art
Why can’t you see?
Be happy with yourself
For you are not blind
At least not physically
You are able walk
And talk properly
Please don’t ever think you aren’t loved
Because you are loved by me

Stop fighting the inevitable
Please acknowledge the truth
That you’re unique
And a free spirit in need



Much time has passed by:

I now look at you
Looking at me
You’re beautiful
Your entire entity
And you can’t disagree
For now your eyes are able to see