I used to stand in front of the mirror in the bathroom to see what they were staring at. I wanted toknow what made their heads turn, what it was about me that was so incredibly different. At first Icouldn't tell. I mean, I was just me.Then one day, when I looked in the mirror, I understood. I looked into my own eyes and I hatedmyself, maybe as much as all of them did.That was the day I started to believe they might be right.
The narrator reflects on their experiences with self-perception and the judgment of others. They initially stand before the mirror, trying to comprehend what draws people’s attention and why they feel different. Despite their confusion, they struggle to see themselves as anything but ordinary. This internal conflict reveals a deeper longing for understanding and acceptance.
