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Look at me.

I read a creepy story within the last few years (supposedly true) about a kid who is home alone while his parents go out. One thing leads to another and there’s an intruder and later they find the intruder had watched the kid the entire time and the kid hadn’t heard. Intruder had written “Look at me, look at me, look at me” on the wall in scratches.

That little mantra has been in my head this week. “Look at me. Look at me. Look at me.”

My compulsions have went from constant checking of my face to complete avoidance. My first therapy appointment was Thursday and she gave me exercises to do. She called this “mirror work” which is terrifying to me just in its name.

Whenever I find myself forcefully avoiding my reflection, I have my little creepy mantra in my head, look at me.

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