I see the darkness within me. Sometimes what I identify as the "real me". The version that no one really knows. The girl that is mean and cold with disturbing unspeakable thoughts. She could be described as a little devil. Red Hot seething skin, horns protruding from the top of her blonde silky hair, contorted and scaly, with hollow dark eyes that appear lifeless. She no longer has a smile that lights up the room. She has a grin full of sharp jagged teeth with hot breath escaping through her cold lips. She is indeed a devil. I don't know how long I can keep her inside.

Today was a day to remember. I finally met her. She is beautiful, smart, funny, and oh so very happy. I've learned that beauty often comes from happiness. Happy people, are by default beautiful. There's simply no denying it. This woman has been through a lot. She has had more dark and cloudy days than sunshine. But today was the day. She inhales a deep breath, fills her lungs with satisfaction, and exhales the past. She lets it go, to make room for another deep inhale sucking in pleasure from the oxygen that fuels her mind, her body, and her soul. There are less dark days now. And today, is the brightest of days. For today, she is able to look in the mirror and accept who she is, and how far she's come. Today, she has met the happiest woman in the world.