Today, I just sat. Sat and thought. I sat and thought about what people might view me as. I sort of did a once over of myself and pictured myself standing in front of me like a mirror. Only I didn’t see my reflection. I pretended to be someone else, if only for a minute, just to see what I would come off as to a stranger. It was very strange. I was envious of myself. This girl I was looking at was completely different than how I see myself in the mirror.

This girl I was seeing had rings on four of her fingers and bracelets covered her wrists. I’m not sure if it was supposed to be a style but it gave her a little bit of personality. Her hair was blonde and wavy. It was very pretty but looked pretty dried out. She was tall with a fairly average body type. She looked quite nice in plaid. But then again, I am yet to meet someone who didn’t look nice in plaid.

She had a sweet smile. One of those heart-warming ones that cause her eyes to squint almost closed when she does it.

She had many little cuts and scars on her hands. It showed to me that she had worked in her life and wasn’t just some spoiled rotten girl who never lifted a finger around her house.

She didn’t stand there long before she disappeared and went back to being me.

It made me see myself a little differently but I’m still not sure how I fully see myself. I don’t think I will ever be fully comfortable with myself. But you have to at least start somewhere.