My reflection stared back at me from the large mirror across the wall.
I looked worse than I had this morning. My cheeks were flushed from anxiety. My eyes looked too emotional already. My breathing still felt uneven and shaky.
I turned on the cold water quickly.
The icy temperature shocked my skin when I splashed water across my face. For a few seconds I just stood there breathing hard while droplets slid down my neck and wrists. The fluorescent bathroom lights felt too bright overhead. Everything suddenly felt too bright, too loud and too overwhelming.
I slowly looked back up at my reflection again.
I immediately started picking myself apart.
My hair looked messy compared to girls like Celeste. My lips were too plain. My body was softer than those of the perfect curvy girls consta
