Looking in the mirror I see a tall, blond haired, blue eyed girl. A girl not yet a woman but no more the little girl she used to be. Everyone sees this when they look at me, some claim to see more, they say that they see a Ukrainian, and a girl who adores cats. But the mistake that people make is that they claim this as their viewpoint of me. No that is not how you see me these are just things I have implemented in your mind and you just go along with them.
Let me tell you what I see, what I really see when I look in the mirror. I see a girl who acts like she has everything under control even when things fall apart around her. I see a girl holding her head up high and acting like the world should be thrilled and over joyed that she is walking upon it. But actually this girl has so many old scars and wounds that its a wonder how she keeps things together. Oh no this girl is not a nutcase and she is not going to loose it anytime soon, but she wants to. Oh how she wants to let her guard down and let the world in. But this girl has learned the hard way that when you let people in, you will get hurt. People would take advantage of you rip your heart out stomp on it, beat it up, cut it up and throw it away leaving you with nothing.
So this girl learned the hard way that its better to seem strong and in control then weak. People respect and fear those who are strong.
As I look into the mirror I see me, a girl that people would describe as weird, crazy, bitchy, stubborn, strong, scary, sarcastic, funny, loyal, and above all an acquired taste. Yes I am an acquired taste no person who has ever met me and spent time with me, could ever say that I am anything but an acquired taste. If people have the stupidity of calling me nice, well then you haven’t met me have you!