I think today is the first day I realized my mirror is a liar. A bold faced, stinky, liar liar pants on fire LIAR!
I have lost 40-something pounds, it is not physically possible for me to look fatter than I did before I lost the weight, yet today my mirror showed me a big fat blob that vaguely looked like me (but honestly looked more like a beached whale.)
I had this sudden intense urge to break my mirror into a million pieces, instead I got out my tape measure and reassured myself that I am indeed smaller.
But I wish that lying piece of sh*t mirror didn't mess with my mind so much