The Lying Mirror

Dear Delyara, The mirror is lying to me again. It’s showing me all the things I hate about myself and hiding all the things I’ve overcome. It’s telling me I’m not enough, that I’m too much, that I’m a mess. I’m covering the mirror tonight and writing my truth here instead: I am a work in progress. I am flawed, but I am worthy of love. The mirror doesn't get the final word. I do.