There’s a poem my mom used to read to us about the man in the mirror I wish I could share, but there are similarities to your thoughts. I have often ‘checked myself’ in the mirror because the eyes tell all. When I worked at PORT, one of the senior counselors would sometimes give a girl a mirror and have them look at themselves and say “I love you.” It was very difficult for them to do that, sometimes. But the acceptance of themselves was life-altering.