"'Cause in the end, no one loses or wins. The story begins again and again, with forgiveness and love."
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When you look in the mirror, what do you see?
Do you see the angry red scars that litter your skin, peeking through the bandages put over fresh wounds with meticulous care, carved from your own self-hatred and desperation to make your body reflect the state of your mind?
Do you see tiredness and determination warring in your eyes, a constant battle for recovery, but one that has long won against the hatred that used to reign supreme? Do you remember when you would see a deep longingness for love, safety and comfort?
Do you see the space between your body and the mirror, and everything around you - do you see the space taken up by your body, now that you no longer shrink into yourself as much as you used to?