Myself and Mirrors

So there's this thing called Beauty In Raw Humanity - The Self Image Project which I stumbled upon quite by accident. I decided I'd contribute, so I came up with a quick poem. I might make something else, since my poetry game isn't very strong. xD

These last few months I've gone through a lot of transitions, especially on an emotional level. I actually woke up one day and realized I could no longer remember who I was when I left school last year. Without realizing it, a lot of my goals for myself had come true, but at the price of experiencing some rough times. It's a double edged sword.

I've learned that I deserve to love myself, to not have to justify my feelings of confusion or sadness to the only person who's with me always--myself. I let myself feel angry, or jealous, or ashamed. I tell myself it's okay to feel that way, and that things will be okay, because we've got each others' back.

I gave myself permission to feel. It was my own sort of personal awakening. I noticed a trend in the other submissions--a lot to do with mirrors and conflict over physical appearance. I've been there too, but for me this was just more relevant.