I Asked the Mirror How to Dress… It Told Me the Truth

“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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2 responses to “I Asked the Mirror How to Dress… It Told Me the Truth”

  1. Kimberly Avatar
    Kimberly

    There’s something haunting and honest about this piece. It feels like a dialogue we’ve all had at some point, between who we think we are and who we’re slowly becoming. I love the way the mirror pushes past the surface question of clothing and into the deeper longing for freedom.

    Sometimes the hardest conversations are the ones we have with our own reflection…the moments when truth feels a little too direct, and we want to shatter the thing that exposes us. But what a reminder hidden in your final line: breaking the mirror never heals the wound.

    Growth often starts where defensiveness ends.
    And real freedom, the kind that isn’t shaped by comments, likes, or outside approval, often begins the moment we stop arguing with the voice inside that’s trying to guide us toward wholeness.

    There’s a quiet strength in this piece. Thank you for sharing something that invites reflection and challenges the reader to look inward with patience and compassion.

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  2. Frain Chakrit Avatar

    Your words mean a lot to me. Thank you so much 🙂

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