Illustrated by Sandra Gunniga Thomson and written by Atia Fatimah
I stared into her hollow eyes, once filled with passion.
I love you when you’re present. When you’re unapologetically quirky and daringly honest. I love you when you’re not afraid to make mistakes. Not afraid to feel. Not afraid of yourself.
I don’t like you now, hell-bent on believing the world is against you. I don’t like you all the time. I don’t like you most of the time…
I watch as a single tear rolls down her cheek. I press my palm against the cool mirror, staring at the monster before me.
I don’t like me now.