Don’t trust your reflection. Mine’s a damn liar. Some days it shows me the ghost of a girl I used to be, laughing from a life I barely recognize. Other days, it shatters into a million pieces of a city I’m supposed to own, leaving a complete void where my face should be. I’m haunted by echoes I never asked for—the shadow of a coal miner clinging to a ballerina’s pirouette, the weight of a past that isn’t even mine. This isn’t memory. It’s a glitch in my own identity. So I’m taking a hammer to the looking glass. I’m done with these inherited ghosts and fractured selves. This is me, confronting the lies my own eyes tell me. Watch what I find in the wreckage. #reflection #surreal #viral #uncanny #aiart