The beautiful girl in the mirror says to the girl looking in….”what are you doing with those tweezers?”

The girl looking in says…”My eyebrows are too thick and I am gonna pluck em out!”

The beautiful girl in the mirror replies…”You did that yesterday…they look fine!”

The girl looking in shrugs and begins to pluck till her brows are gone! Nothing but inflamed brow bones where beautiful shaped brows used to be!

The beautiful girl in the mirror, with inflamed brow bones asks….”What are you going to do with those scissors?”

The girl looking in mutters….”My hair is too shaggy and uneven! I look like shaggy mutt!”

The girl looking in snip, snip, snips…till all her thick blonde hair is in a golden pile at her feet!

The beautiful girl in the mirror wails…..”Why do you do such things to me!? Do you hate yourself that much?!”

The beautiful girl in the mirror, with her nearly bald head and inflamed brow bones, weeps! Mutilated by her own hand!

The beautiful girl in the mirror asks the sad girl looking in….”What are those pills you are taking!?” feeling alarmed.

The girl looking in spits at the mirror! “I am too fat! Look at me! I am an ugly cow!” In a gulp….a handful of laxatives is washed down the slender throat of the girl looking in!

“It has been a month since you have looked at me” replies the girl in the mirror. “I can’t grow my hair back.”

The girl in the mirror looks at the girl looking in…..now the girl in the mirror looks just as the girl looking in used to think she looked like!

Sick, sunken in face. Ribs and boney legs. Listless, lifeless eyes. Walking death.

How come the girl looking in could not see the beautiful girl gazing back at her before it was too late?