No Longer a Ghost

Because every time you do, every time you compromise all that you are to satisfy and placate another, you lose a little piece of yourself until one day you wake up, take a look in the mirror, and realize you don’t even recognize your own reflection. Your eyes, the windows of your soul, will simply be a vacant and haunted ghost of who you once were. You’ll see a stranger staring back at you. I know because once upon a time I was that girl.
 
Never again will I search for myself through the eyes of another.
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