It’s funny, isn’t it? The way our brain tricks us into
thinking certain things about ourselves. Sometimes it’s things that make us
look good. Other times, it’s things that make us look dreadful. But then I
borrow another viewpoint. And what I thought about myself shifts radically. Perspective
distorting, adjusting the image. It happens so often and so frequently that sometimes
I don’t even know what I look like anymore. Maybe I don’t even know who I am. Maybe
I’ve lost myself. Because if I lose my perspective of me, I might get lost.
My brain is a horrible mirror.
And how! My favorite part of this is the self-questioning at the end.
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