Be Careful With The Reflection In The Mirror

There are parts of me, all different and often opposing one another. I am an imperfect mix of different characteristis.Or –Like anyone else, I am a mix of all the colors under the rainbow. I am dark and light and gray in-between.I have qualities that allow me to stand out. I have a voice.I have rights and I have flaws or cracks and imperfections in this thing, which I call my façade.After all, I am only human at best I am simple. I am difficult.I come with my fair share of joys and complications.Yes. This is me. Of course, this is me,Who else would I be, even if I was only pretneding to be someone else?No matter how I lie or act or pretend, in the end, I can only be me.Always. And yes . . .I understand sadness. I understand what it means to overcome or to come back from adversity.I know joy and pain and I know wins and losses all too well.But my wins out weigh my losses. However, at times, my blindness makes mistakes and causes me to see things that are not there.(of that makes…