You know you’re probably not going to believe me but I actually stood in front of the bathroom mirror for a solid twenty minutes trying to figure out who I was and how I got this way. Now if you asked anyone who was waiting in line to use the washroom after this time, I bet any one of them would label me with some serious bowel issues. So, it’s a good thing you asked for my opinion instead.
I tried, I really did. I wanted to look inside the essence of my soul, describe the way I feel and write you a heart wrenching essay. But there was one thing preventing from me from looking beyond the surface; a zit smack in the middle of my forehead. And I know very well how that got there, courtesy of the genes of mom and dad. But there’s something else …show more content…
That’s right, the baby. I was probably coddled too much at times considering it took me until grade six to figure out Santa wasn’t real, but I loved it. I loved being loved and growing up believing I had a special place in this world. My dreams were always bigger than I could process in my head, because I never once had someone tell me I couldn’t do something that my heart desired.
Except for, bouncing bouncy balls down the basement steps to see what would happen. Don’t ask me why that my was ingenious plan at age seven, but honestly I was just a curious kid, excited about life. And when my best friend and I were told no because there was a stain glass window at the bottom, we decided our best option was to cover it with a mattress.
No was never an obstacle for me, rather it was a challenge and an opportunity to learn. Why and How were my two favorite words by far and with them I explored the perplexities of the world, adapting easily to every situation I was immersed …show more content…
Or so I thought. But what happens when you let something into your forcefield. When you 're used to just feeling pure excitement all the time and now it’s different.
My experience with anorexia was quite a shock to my system. I still carried my youthful personna in every task I completed, but at the end of the day when I looked in the mirror, I was not happy with how I looked. Again, it was my family who supported me throughout the process and reminded me that I’m a little superhero and I’m going to get through it. And I did, with a valuable learning lesson attached. Obstacles can make people quit, but not this girl. Anorexia took a piece of my childhood away and gave me something different. Perhaps a touch of reality and a glimpse of the world through another set of eyes.
To say I look in the mirror and feel spectacular about myself all the time is not true, but that’s what i’m still trying to figure out. When I looked in the mirror today, I smiled. The inner child in me shone through.
And at this stage in my life, I’m observing, experimenting, re-evaluating everything I learned and trying to find the balance. The balance between dreams and reality, youthfulness and maturity, caring about what I think and caring about what others
I tried, I really did. I wanted to look inside the essence of my soul, describe the way I feel and write you a heart wrenching essay. But there was one thing preventing from me from looking beyond the surface; a zit smack in the middle of my forehead. And I know very well how that got there, courtesy of the genes of mom and dad. But there’s something else …show more content…
That’s right, the baby. I was probably coddled too much at times considering it took me until grade six to figure out Santa wasn’t real, but I loved it. I loved being loved and growing up believing I had a special place in this world. My dreams were always bigger than I could process in my head, because I never once had someone tell me I couldn’t do something that my heart desired.
Except for, bouncing bouncy balls down the basement steps to see what would happen. Don’t ask me why that my was ingenious plan at age seven, but honestly I was just a curious kid, excited about life. And when my best friend and I were told no because there was a stain glass window at the bottom, we decided our best option was to cover it with a mattress.
No was never an obstacle for me, rather it was a challenge and an opportunity to learn. Why and How were my two favorite words by far and with them I explored the perplexities of the world, adapting easily to every situation I was immersed …show more content…
Or so I thought. But what happens when you let something into your forcefield. When you 're used to just feeling pure excitement all the time and now it’s different.
My experience with anorexia was quite a shock to my system. I still carried my youthful personna in every task I completed, but at the end of the day when I looked in the mirror, I was not happy with how I looked. Again, it was my family who supported me throughout the process and reminded me that I’m a little superhero and I’m going to get through it. And I did, with a valuable learning lesson attached. Obstacles can make people quit, but not this girl. Anorexia took a piece of my childhood away and gave me something different. Perhaps a touch of reality and a glimpse of the world through another set of eyes.
To say I look in the mirror and feel spectacular about myself all the time is not true, but that’s what i’m still trying to figure out. When I looked in the mirror today, I smiled. The inner child in me shone through.
And at this stage in my life, I’m observing, experimenting, re-evaluating everything I learned and trying to find the balance. The balance between dreams and reality, youthfulness and maturity, caring about what I think and caring about what others