Mirrors are Evil

For years I've lived in apartments where the only mirror was the small one attached to the medicine cabinet. In the dim light I could only see my face, and not how large I've gotten. I'd blindly stumble along thinking that I looked good, but would get a surprise when visiting places with large mirrors.

Now that I'm trying to lose weight, I avoid mirrors. It just makes me depressed. I then contemplate starving myself (which we all know is an idle threat), and feel awful.

I hate mirrors.