Did you ever look in the mirror and not know who you were?
I looked in the mirror one time last year ago and I really didn't know who I was.
In some ways I still don't know who I am.
I saw this person staring back at me but I wasn't sure what that person was about.
It's like "why?", why am I here and who am I?
I see people around me but do not understand why.
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Edited by Verbatim: 8/6/2013 10:13:32 PM[quote]Did you ever look in the mirror and not know who you were?[/quote]No. But while I know who it is I see in the mirror, I dislike him. I make every effort to avoid seeing my reflection, and I get flustered when I'm forced to. I guess I'm a bit of an eisoptrophobe. I know who I am, but I dislike it, and the knowledge that I can do virtually nothing about that fact makes me resent myself, and life in general. Among other things, of course. It's a contributing factor. However, pictures of myself that also include others — a friend, family member — are easier to look at than if I'm alone. I'm likely having a good time in that picture, or smiling. It's a reminder that there exists people out there [i]to[/i] have a good time with, or [i]to[/i] be happy with. Maybe it's less a fear of my own reflection, a fear of who I am, and more a fear of being alone, or at least, being reminded that I [i]am[/i] indeed alone.