My self-portrait from a broken mirror

I look in the broken mirror and see a lot of different faces. It’s me, but I’m not. They are all my parts, all my faces. The faces I show the world, the faces I hide from the world, the faces I don’t even know I have.

Happy girl. Sad girl. The angry girl. The scared girl. Loving girl. Ugly girl. Beautiful girl.

It’s all me.

All are true.

And they are all beautiful.

I smile at the faces in the broken mirror. I accept them all. I love them all. I know I’m beautiful, even if it doesn’t always look like it.

I am beautiful inside.

And that’s all that matters.

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