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[ 6th april, 2026 • day 13)

stayed in bed a long time after i woke up. didn't really have the energy to do anything and didn't try. had lunch and spent some time with friends and then went to a doctor's appointment and that was basically it. finished Jane Eyre after a thousand years. counting that as a win.

🎧 East Coast, by HAFFWAY

📓 Jane Eyre, by Charlotte Brönte (complete)

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I can’t look at myself in the mirror without noticing all of my flaws, all of my defects, and everything that makes me look different from those around me.

I can’t look at myself in the mirror without feeling disgusted, without feeling the urge to peel it all off with my bare hands, to cut it all off with a sharp knife.

I can’t look at myself in the mirror without losing all my appetite, without losing my will to go out, without losing my composure.

I can’t look at myself in the mirror without hearing the voices that some days tell me I’m being dramatic, and on others telling me to end it all.

I can’t look at myself in the mirror without remembering all the sweet compliments that I never knew how to receive, without hearing my Mom say that I’m unique, that God made me this way, and that God make no mistake.

I can’t look at myself in the mirror without begging God to make me love me, to make me act a bit nicer towards my body, to make me less scared of my reflection.

I can’t look at myself in the mirror without knowing for sure that that will never happen.

I can’t look at myself in the mirror without accepting that I will keep avoiding the mirror, scared of what I might see.