Mirrors

The last 4 years have been pretty tough to deal with for me physically. I have gained about 30 pounds over those years and I have found myself going from someone who was in reasonably good shape to someone who is not in good shape whatsoever. The byproduct of that is a new hatred for mirrors. Why, you may ask? Because they remind me what I perceive to be my own failure. Everytime I look in the mirror I am reminded of what the days when I was thinner and felt better about it. But the mirror is really my friend, because it keeps me grounded in reality. It makes me see things as they are and not as I want them to be. That is so necessary in each of our lives, that our perception is founded on reality not that we bend our reality to fit our perception. So, I begrudgingly say thanks to the mirror for helping me become who I want to be.