

Every morning, I stand in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection π
Itβs a moment of honesty, where I confront my insecurities and celebrate my strengths. π Sometimes, I see a girl bursting with confidence, and other times, I notice self-doubt creeping in. π£ The mirror reflects not just my appearance but also my emotional state. π I ask myself who truly defines beauty? π€ Is it what I see or how I feel? π
What do you notice when you look in the mirror β your reflection, or the person you are? π§