Look in the mirror darling, who do you see

Perception, they say, is a gift.
But the truer gift, the rarer one is right perception.
To see things not as they appear, but as they are.
Anyone can look. But only few can truly see.

And there is a quiet kind of victory in that.
To see clearly and still believe.
To hold your gaze on what is true even when the world insists otherwise.
Even when noise surrounds you. Even when life, in its unkind moments, demands you doubt yourself.

Learn to look deeper. Train your eyes not just for beauty or approval, but for essence.
So even when you stand in muddy waters, uncertain, unclear, still, my darling, Who do you see?

With love,
Obiageri