Mirror, Mirror

Photo by Luis Villasmil / Unsplash

TW, CW: body dysmorphia, disordered eating, colorism, fatphobia, depression

Mirror mirror,

Have a look-see,

Who blooms the most beauty?

It’s her not me,

That’s plain to see

Her skin is fair and

Mine’s more deep

No matter what I do,

I can’t compete

“Wait,

Did he just call me ugly?”

Mirror, mirror

I’m skipping dinner

If I can’t be lighter

Then I’ll be thinner

I feel lightheaded and

My mouth is bitter

I want to stop but

I’m no quitter

Mirror mirror,

Care to consider?

I started bingeing and

Now I’m bigger

My friends complain

I won’t take pictures

Which is fair enough

That I figure,

But how do I tell them

That it’s a trigger?

Mirror mirror,

Stop torturing me,

I’m more depressed than I’ve ever been,

You’re cruel and never say what you mean,

I’m pulling out of this sadistic scheme,

This is the last you’ll see of me.

Dearest mirror,

Yes, it’s me

I’m back cos I’ve got some news you see,

I found my way to therapy,

It’s tough,

But,

I’m starting to unpack some things.

Self-care is working wonders for me,

It’s taken me years,

But truthfully,

I’m starting to see,

Me for me

Mirror, mirror

Would you believe?

I learnt something recently,

My natural beauty reigns supreme,

Its why your envy’s evergreen,

Seriously, jealousy’s a real disease,

Honestly, I’m glad it’s you not me

Oh well,

Have a speedy recovery,

All the best,

Your bestie x

oneofthemany here. a sensitive one that I wrote from the perspective of a younger me. still working on how I see myself. thinking of those who are in a different stage of the journey than what was portrayed at the end of the poem. take care of yourself. with love, one.