I Had Waited 29 Years for That Day. I Thought That After It Was Over, I Would Finally Be Able to Look in the Mirror Without Feeling Ashamed… But Just Three Days Later, I Locked Myself in the Bathroom and Cried to My Mom, “I Think I Just Made the Biggest Mistake of My Life.”

years I had believed I was the only person who felt this way.

On the fifth day, I was finally able to stand in the kitchen for a little longer.

My mother took a picture of me with her phone.

“Delete it,” I said immediately.

“Why?”

“I look terrible.”

She looked at me.

“You said you wanted to show the real journey.”

I held out my hand.

“Give it to me.”

I looked at the picture.

The old version of me would have deleted it instantly.

But that day, I posted it.

On the sixth morning, I woke up and noticed the first small change.

I walked to the mirror.

I turned to one side.

Then the other.

“Mom.”

She hurried into the room.

“What happened?”

For the first time, I smiled.

“I think something is changing.”

From that day forward, I did the same thing every morning.

Photo.

Mirror.