This is a work in progress, a mixed bag of my life and living with M.S. Learning lessons life has and is still teaching me. Life is a given however living it is a choice I choose to do everyday.
Friday, July 29, 2011
The mirror
Is a funny thing when we look at the reflection. We see every flaw the pain, stress and fatigue. So why is it that so few people can see it when we know it's written all over our face? Because that's not face we let many people see. Instead we smile and put on that brave face, you know it's the one you learned to use right after, seeing that first look of pity directed at you! Think back to the reflection you saw in the mirror what was your first thought? For me most of the time it's " I look horrible or like shit, death warmed over twice! My personal favorite is, like something the cat tried to drag in but ended up leaving out on the door step! This is a few from a long list I've said to myself. As I turn away from the mirror leaving that reflection behind me and putting on the face I wish I could see in the mirror. No it's not a fake face, I'm putting my best face forward so conversations aren't about how I look. When I'm asked how I'm doing I just say I'm fine that way no one needs to worry about me, it's not a lie I'm just limiting the amount of information that could be used against me. Thankfully none of my family and only a few friends read my blog anyway. That way I can enjoy the conversations, visit and have some fun. Without being told what I can or should and can't or shouldn't do.
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I either look in the mirror less, or wear tons of make up.
Well said! Am happy to have blogging to be my mirror, my reflections, my image. And I can see some of yours, and how we are alike. Physical images are not so accurate a reflection of a human's soul... mary
What we see in the mirror is not really us, anyways. It is on the inside....So that is what is important
The reflection I see of myself in my mirror, isn't the face that I want people to see. So I hide it behind brite blue eyes and a easy smile, gone are the signs of M.S. that I saw in my reflection.
I don't look in mirrors. Never have. Maybe I am a vampire. In fact, once I ran into a full length mirror and said aloud, "Excuse me." Only since I turned 45 did I even own a mirror, went through a period of observing every detail of my face and writing it down, daily. NEVER once thought about MS. I don't see ANY connection.
My favorite is, "I look like something my cat threw up."
Diane, I just like to put my best face forward, so I understand when someone tells me I look fine. I don't want any one's first impression of me to be she looks sick. Yes they see the physical effects of M.S. just not the effect of what it takes on and out of me.
Anne P. I really like that one;-) Thanks for stopping by
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