Tell Me Who I Am

Tell Me Who I Am

Do you know what it is like to be invisible?

To yourself

To look in the mirror but not see anyone

To not see a face

Tosee an object in the mirror
 but not a person

When what should be seen in the mirror
is a reflection of the self

a face the image of which is held inside

A self-image

EGO, SELF, FACE

These are all reflected in the face that is seen in the mirror

When nothing is seen
or when what is seen is ugly and stupid and worth less
why look

This is why we avoid mirrors

The face reflected back is hideous and stupid and worthless and ugly

It is a refection of the face within the corrupted EGO and the Self
the shame and betrayal and self hatered 

The self … image
that was forced upon us by our perpatrators

And so we avoid mirrors

And the faces of others for they are reflections too

Of our face but we do not see the joy the belief the eagerness to be friends the appreciation of beauty of handsomeness
the appreciation of us
ou self ,,, image reflected back to us rom the face of another

We see again a corrupted self …  image the result of transferrence

We do not even look for apresiciation and eagerness to befreind
and recognition of beauty or handsomeness

We see harsh responses not reflections of reality at all

All others are authorities all others know more than we all others are worth more,

All others view the hideous truth within

We don’t need to read it on their faces

So we don’t look

all others see what we see within

A hideous self image corrupted by shame and betrayal and loneliness

Ugly, stupid and worth less automatically worth less by virture of who we are

We are

Objects of violence projected on us as sex by those whom as children we automatically trusted we saw the goodness and beauty and worthy ness reflected back to us from the faces around us … then

But what they did changed all that in an instant

And a lifetime later we began to see the truth again

In the mirror and in the faces of others.

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