You think you know what I’m going to say, don’t you? You think I’m going to say something semi-profound like “the cruelest mirror in the world is the one that reflects your true self” and then back it up with Taoist philosophy. Well, I’ve had a few glasses of wine, a lot of socializing and a bit more philosophy than I can handle, so I won’t.
The cruelest mirror in the world is in my new bathroom. I have the big normal mirror, but I also have two cupboards right beneath it with mirror doors. They show the part where my tummy meets my lower parts. Now, that would be okay, if it wasn’t for the fact that these mirrors also work as magnifying glasses. Not enough to make it immediately obvious, but just enough to feed my insecurities by making my least favorite body part seem bigger and less appealing. It took me about a week to realize that I hadn’t gained weight just around my belly. Now I just have to remember it every morning.
Why couldn’t I get the mirror of erised instead?