Someone told me once about the feeling of emptiness. Being empty feels the most filling at times. So filled with emotion and worry that you are left empty. I wish these days I could just be empty without the worry. Someone told me once that a single breath can take away any pain.  Mindfully breathing. 

Sometimes she couldn’t even look in a mirror because every time she passed it, she felt empty. Every time she caught a glimpse she remembered the pain. Her worries were no longer in her mind but on her face. On her body. She walked away quickly only to come back and catch a glimpse of what she was becoming.  Sometimes she was afraid to like what she saw.

Are you afraid to like what you see?