My Eyes

This is about my parents and myself. It leans towards the gay community and coming out.

Every time I look in the mirror, I see three people.

I see my father.

I see my mother.

And I see myself.

I see my fathers eyes.

I see my mothers nose.

I see my fathers hair, skin, and jawline.

I see my mothers lips, eyebrows, and ears.

And I feel pain.

Because in a few weeks I will show them myself.

And I will watch as the features we share scrunch up in disgust.

I will see my eyes, his eyes, fill with hatred.

I will hear my lips, her lips, call me a disgrace.

I will watch as they show true anger.

And I will watch as I begin to hate myself.

From that moment on, I will see their hatred and disgust every time I see myself.

My eyes will be filled with hatred.

My lips will say hurtful things.

And I will lose the ability to see myself.

I will dye my hair, pierce my lips, get tattoos, and try to change.

I will try to change so that I will no longer see them in the mirror.

But they will always remain.

And one day some one will come along.

She will say she loves me.

She will go on and on about how much she loves my eyes, my soft lips, and my hair.

And she alone will crush the mirror that shows my parents' hatred and loathing.

And I will finally see myself.

As I am.

Through her eyes.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Abyssmouse]

There is a wave of emotion in this, which is unmistakable and commendable.

Subjectively; it is very straightforward. In art - especially written one - I long for a sense of wonder and a lack of transparency - because there is magic in metaphors and personal interpretation, because it leaves room for growth.

There is a fictional transgender character loosely based on a real person which I quote when I say that: "The real violence, the violence that I realized was unforgivable, is the violence that we do to ourselves, when we’re too afraid to be who we really are."

Lastly, your physical features have nothing to do with who you are, and what other people see in you has more to do with who they are.