i) Many think I was born with a silver spoon in my mouth, but in fact it was a silver knife. I’ve fought all my life. Fought to love, and to be loved. I’ve been called “iron hearted”, or something to that effect – however is not iron, but in fact scar tissue from where I’ve had to cut into myself and confront demons, to try to regain control of my life.
ii) I once had an irrational fear of mirrors, that one day my reflection would doing something different – now I avoid mirrors for fear of seeing an empty face staring back at me. The eyes are the windows to the soul and there might not be anything there.