I looked at my reflection and believed it before I believed my thoughts

Dear Delyara, There are moments when the face tells the truth first. Tonight I caught my reflection and saw the tiredness more clearly than I had allowed in language all day. Not just lack of sleep. Inner-life tiredness. The kind that makes the face look as if it has been carrying something invisible but heavy for too long. I think sometimes the mirror knows before denial does. That happened tonight. I didn’t love seeing it. I did trust it.