preview

The Mirror To Me : What Is A Mirror To Me?

Decent Essays

A mirror to me is misleading, almost a lie. Everyday I look into a mirror at the same face. Yet during different points in my life I saw myself as stunning, where others I nearly feel disgusted at my site. One certainty of mine is that the way we are treated ultimately affects the way we perceive ourselves. I learned this from my first real girlfriend, in seventh grade. I can't remember how we started dating but I believe it was initiated by one of her friends walking up to me on my way to class announcing “Sarah thinks you're cute” then proceeding to run away. I was a relatively smart kid I didn't think we would be together forever but I sure was hoping for it. I did everything I could to be a good boyfriend, so when Sarah told me she didn't want to have sex until we were sixteen I had no problem waiting. I was content with the things we were already doing and now realise too young for. Eight month flew by until one dim day when she messages claiming “I don't love you anymore” I had expected this day to come and knew it was just a middle school relationship, puppy love. Unfortunately I had not prepared myself for the message that followed and read “ Me and Damien have been having sex and I can't hide it from you anymore..” Damien was Sarah's step brother, their moms had been together for around five year and he was two grades higher. I was literally speechless, I had never even consider something like this would happen to me. I began seeing myself as worthless, grew my hair out to hide my face and swore I'd never trust anyone again. I tried getting with as many girls I could, so that no one could challenge my appearance. I believed it would prove to myself I’m actually valued. Unfortunately all this lead to was hurting others for my personal gain, which made me feel disgusting. I don't know why I was put on this Earth but I know for a fact it was not to purposely cause pain. I abandoned these actions, and began trying to protect girls that I saw going down a dark path. Keeping them from men that I knew would screw them over, something I had dealt and received. My ex girlfriend of two years katy, caught my eye around midnight, she was sitting on my friends lap, crying on his shoulder. She had met as at the

Get Access