There was a time I’d look in the mirror and avoid eye contact with myself. Not because of how I looked, but because I knew I wasn’t living the way I should. I was lazy, distracted, full of excuses. And the worst part? You can’t hide that from yourself.
It wasn’t easy, but little by little, the guy in the mirror stopped feeling like a stranger. Now I can look at him and feel like he’s got my back, that’s all I ever wanted.
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