There was a large mirror in the house.
It had never been broken,
but it had never been polished.
People who believed she had been robbed
One day,
the lady
stopped standing in front of the mirror.
He saw an image of someone brighter,
who laughed more,
who seemed more fun to be around.
The lady thought.
The husband was stolen from her.
She didn’t look back in the mirror.
Instead,
She made up a story.
The one who went outside was to blame.
That story
protected the house.
She no longer had to work,
and she no longer had to explain.
The mirror
remained on the wall.
A child who grew up listening to stories
There was a little child in that house.
The child
heard the same story every day.
It wasn’t my fault.
I’d just been betrayed.
The child
believed it to be true.
Before she could look in the mirror,
she learned to see the story.
The day we relive the same scene
Time passed,
and the child left home.
And then,
she entered a very similar room.
There,
was a mirror.
One day,
a different shadow appeared
on the other side of the mirror.
A shadow that looked a little freer,
a little more happy.
The child thought.
I, too, have been taken away.
She did not polish the mirror.
Instead,
she closed the door.
He chased the person
out of the room.
Habit of not looking in the mirror
After that,
the room grew quiet.
There was no sign of people,
and the voices faded away.
But
the mirror was still there.
If I didn’t look,
I would be protected.
Or so I believed.
Why we are attracted to invisible people
Eventually,
a person who does not appear in the mirror appears.
He does not look.
He does not touch.
He does not judge.
That person is
outside the mirror.
The child
chased after that person.
Because
in front of this person,
the child could forget the existence of the mirror.
Hands that don't try to brush
Meanwhile,
someone else appeared.
Someone who stood in front of the mirror,
and waited quietly.
Someone who didn’t take anything away,
and didn’t decide anything,
but simply wanted to sit together.
This person
didn’t try to break the mirror.
He didn’t force it to be polished.
He simply showed it was there.
The thing I didn't want to see the most
The child
didn’t like that person.
When he was with that person,
he couldn’t help but notice the mirror.
The fact that it wasn’t cracked.
The fact that it was cloudy.
The fact that it reflected something when he touched it.
That scared her.
The role of the bad guy
The child
chosen a role.
That person was at fault.
Saying this allowed her to live without looking in the mirror.
The more she repeated those words,
the more stable his footing became.
Eventually,
she could no longer stand without those words.
A foundation to prevent collapse
The child began to stand on that person.
By looking down,
she knew where she stood.
It wasn’t a victory.
It was a stepping stone to keep from falling.
The mirror is still there
The mirror
isn’t broken.
It’s just not polished.
Whether it reflects or not
is always in your hands.
Conclusion
There are no villains in this story.
There is only a house that has inherited what it never saw.
Sometimes the courage to look in the mirror is needed even more than love.
It’s not to blame someone,
it’s to stand on your own two feet.
The mirror does not blame.
It simply reflects.
