Mirror, mirror, on the wall...

There was an interesting episode on the Today show today. They covered a woman who went on a mirror fast for 30 days. She made it through it and finds herself less self-centered. She put a towel up over the bathroom mirror and hasn't removed it even after the 30 days were up. She lifts the towel now to check her makeup, but otherwise doesn't use it. She talked about how it has helped her to be less concerned with looks.

I have a rather strange relationship with my bathroom mirror. 95% of the time I don't even look at myself in it. And if I do, I don't remember what I looked like. I have to make a deliberate effort to remember what I look like. Most of the time my self image doesn't bear a close relationship with what I actually look like. I blame in on my ADHD. In most aspects of my life I am floating on the edge of reality. I really try to pay attention and to focus on things, but a good percent of the time I'm off in Na-Na land. Facing up to the reality of the real world is a drag, and so I maintain a perceived image of myself and my environment. It just seems so much more survivable to me. But I do try.