Entry 1

I never thought that I'd ever see a chameleon up close. They only exist in books or on my television. However as I sit and reflect I now realize that I too am a chameleon. Always adjusting and readjusting to blend perfectly  into the picture.  I struggle with self reflection. It always unmask another layer of self that was hidden away, even from me, forcing me to face a part of me that until that very moment, I didn't know existed. It complicates my vision. Things begin as a blur until I allow myself to refocus. And the tears don't help. If I cover up every mirror that's in my view, I still couldn't escape seeing me.