When I was a kid i had a strange obsession with mirrors.  Whenever one caught my eye i felt like i had to look into it.  It was very annoying to my family who were always trying to make me stop looking at them but... i found myself unable to stop.  When i got older it annoyed me so much that they were always correcting them they i would get snappish at them.  "you know i cant help it so why are you always giving me crap about it!"  I was a pretty angry teen anyways.

I find, now it isn't much of a problem, but none the less you don't see a lot of mirrors in my house.  Afraid to fall back into old habits?  Maybe... its hard to say.

As for the whys of the obsession.  I've thought about it a few times ...

Maybe it was because i accidentally saw part of one of the poltergeist movies when i was way too young and  the idea of somebody being dragged into a mirror freaked me out so i had to keep an eye on it...

Maybe it was just because i was a very shy and awkward youth.  I hated making eye contact with anybody and the only place it felt comfortable was in the mirror... where i knew they weren't looking back at me, judging me.

Or maybe it was just myself... i wasn't "vain" though i was accused of it a lot.. i didn't really think i was that pretty, or smart or anything.  I just wanted to see myself from an outside perspective.

Hard to say.

Shierke Shierke
26-30, F
1 Response Mar 15, 2009

When i was a kid, maybe 5 or 6, i used to put my mum's full length mirror on the floor and stare into it for hours imagining it was a gateway into another/alternative world. I can even remember jumping on it and hoping i'd fall right through. I know it's not related to this story but it just reminded me of the past. It seemed so real. Thanks, Cas. Your stories on EP are always well written and very thought provoking :)