“How should I dress?”
I asked a mirror.
It whispered,
“Dress like you’ve just been released
from the shackles of life.”
So I wore a loose-fitting dress.
I asked for confirmation
“Do I look okay now?”
The mirror asked,
“Do you think you are free now?”
I said,
“I feel comfortable…
my clothes aren’t even touching my skin.”
It said,
“Will you change this dress
if someone doesn’t give you a good comment?”
“No,” I said.
“I’ll keep wearing it
no matter what anyone says.”
It replied,
“Good. Then you are enlightened.
But remember
Comfort and freedom are two different things.
You can feel comfort when you’re free,
but sometimes
your freedom won’t buy you
the comfort you want.”
I said, “I don’t understand.”
It said,
“You will.
When the time arrives.”
“When?” I asked.
“Have patience.”
“I don’t have any,” I said.
It asked,
“Are you uncomfortable now?”
“I’m curious,” I replied.
“Curious… but still comfortable.”
The mirror fell silent for a moment
then said,
“The day you stop seeking
confirmation from others,
you will gain absolute freedom…
with comfort.”
I said,
“I was just seeking feedback.”
The mirror laughed,
“You scroll feeds anyway
just need to stop feeding
your insecurity.”
I snapped.
“I’m going to break you for being rude.”
It said,
“I’m more than one, dude.”
“I’ll break everything I see!” I shouted.
It replied,
“I have a split personality.”
I said,
“You’re making random assumptions!”
I got angry,
it got angry
I punched it.
It shattered.
And from one tiny shard,
a voice whispered,
“Mate…
you just broke yourself,
not me.”



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