She didn’t understand the woman
she had become.
With tears in her eyes, she stared
at her reflection and saw the bruises
on her soul. Abhorring pain, anger,
and disappointment depicted by the
lines on her face and the folds on her
once beautiful skin, she was distressed.
She had become ugly, and bitter.
She hated herself so much and blamed
the people around her for all the problems
in her life. She became angry, bitter, and
negative. She pushed everyone who loved
her away. Always quick to hate and destroy
the happiness of everyone around her.
She was like a black widow. Very spiteful,
vindictive and drowning in self hate, baseless
judgments and labeling. She became a shadow
of her former self. She couldn’t recognize the
lunatic in the reflection. She couldn’t
understand the woman that she had become.
Time must have veered off unceremoniously
at some point as she fought her inner battles
and constantly battled an identity crisis.
Trying to reclaim the woman with a beautiful
soul she knew. In a bid to fix her broken pieces
and let go of the bad attitude and negative energy,
she let go of all her pain and started loving herself,
and appreciating the people in her life.
The bathroom light flickered simultaneously to the
sound of rain drops splattering on the ground.
Suddenly, she started to see her reflection with much
more clarity. Recognizing her faults and mistakes.
Accepting and understanding her pain.
Forgiving herself and everyone in her life.
She wiped the tears from her eyes, gazed at her
reflection one more time and saw her beautiful soul
in the illuminated bathroom mirror for the first time.
She was very pleased, appreciative and smiled.
Finally she understands the woman she is.