What if your reflection wasn’t yours at all?
What if it was everything they told you to be — and nothing you ever chose?
This is the mirror where truth cracks… and a new self emerges.
A mirror for those who dare to stop blaming. This is not weakness — it’s a deeper kind of strength. The kind that lets truth begin again.
You’re not lost.
You’re not broken.
You’re just floating.
And sometimes… drowning with style.
I sat.
Cross-legged. Spine long. Heart open.
And I whispered with great devotion:
“Dear Universe… I am ready to receive.”
Control isn’t born from arrogance. It’s born from helplessness.
Somewhere back there, chaos broke something in you. Maybe your childhood was unpredictable. Maybe love came with conditions. Maybe trust was shattered — and you weren’t given shelter.
So you built your own.
This shadow lives in perfectionism.
In over-giving.
In staying silent when you want to scream.
In apologizing for existing.
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