We are often our own worst critics, so when I look into a mirror I am my harshest judge. No one can truly know me except myself. I see the truth that I can hide from others. I know the mistakes that I carry inside. There is no where to hide from me. Each day I must conquer my own self and I must learn to live with what I have done. Though others may forgive my mistakes or accept it as part of being human, I am my own worst critic in the end. So I must take lessons from what I have been shown. The process is often slow and sometimes I am a poor student, but in learning to forgive myself, I will be able to rebuild who I am inside. Then perhaps when I look at my reflection, I will once again like what I see.