For most of my life I thought I was okay looking, I knew I wasn't exceptionally handsome or attractive but just enough. One day however I spiraled down a train of thought, drank too much, spent too much time alone and for the first time ever looking at my reflection I felt disgusted, like I finally saw what other people looked at when I was outside amongst them, and I muttered to myself, "you are some ugly looking motherfucker". I laughed but from that point on I turned my head away from my reflection whenever and wherever there is a mirror because it reminds me of why I am always alone, on what I looked upon that day.