(Stolen from October prompts).
When I look in the mirror I see the same person that I saw in high school. My hair has changed, my weight has fluctuated, my taste in glasses has gotten better, but the face, to me, has always been the same.
Even when I look at pictures of myself in elementary school I feel the same. It’s actually something that annoys me. I want to age and feel grown up. I want to change. I don’t want to be the girl everyone from high school recognizes because I wasn’t too fond of myself or the people around me back then.
I was thrilled to get out of my 20s. I found my first grey hair a little while ago and I was actually thrilled because I’ll finally start looking my age. I don’t know how old I look to other people, but I always feel very young.
The cool thing about seeing myself in my old pictures, is that I also see something else: