He was lost. Searching for his purpose in life, he would turn his attention to explicit content-- to fill the gaping, punctured wound he had received from life's tribulations.
One morning he awoke, flustered by a dream he had had, and took a look at himself in the mirror. "Who is this man?" I would ask him. "Is he even a man at all?"
"It is I... you," he responded to me.
"No..." I hesitated, thinking of an answer. "I am me".
The Man In the Mirror was not whom I was, and I awoke that morning realizing that I had to make a positive change-- not just for myself but for others as well. The Man In the Mirror was a selfish individual, who cared more about his comfort than about those whom needed comfort; so I started showing strangers love. The Man In the Mirror did things that harmed, instead of healed, and took, instead of gave; so I began giving to those in pain. He hurt his own loved ones. He watched as they cried, and did not once dry any of their tears. He was reclusive, always keeping himself at a distance from people; to hide the honest sentiments he felt for the lives he cared about. He was guilt- ridden, and didn't want them to know about his mistakes.
We all have a Man In the Mirror staring back at us when we look in the mirror. He's the part of ourselves that we regret. I tried to neglect it, but it's not the mature step to take-- you have to embrace it. I decided to take all my past regrets and mold them into successes.
An epiphany of mine made me realize that it's unprogressive to mourn about myself, instead I should make someone of myself. Like the message says-- in the Disney animated film, Meet the Robinsons-- "Keep Moving Forward".
We all have our own problems, but, "If you're handed it then you can handle it," it says on a motivation plaque in my guidance counselor's office. If it's too much to handle alone then seek help from someone (anyone). She was never much help, but knowledge from literature assisted me in finding my purpose-- to love, live and learn. Some times, it was difficult to be myself, because of the fear of being judged by others. But only I know who I really am.
I am The Man In the Mirror, and he is me.