From 2019 - 2021, I avoided mirrors. Not because I didn’t have them at home, but because I couldn’t stand what I saw. Every time I caught a glimpse of myself—whether in the mirror, my window, or camera—I would turn away. Not out of pride… but shame. I didn’t recognize the woman looking back at me. The once vibrant, slay mom who used to love dressing up, taking selfies, and turning heads… She was gone. Replaced by someone who always looked older, bloated, and uncomfortable. My face was so puffy.