Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and I don’t even recognize my reflection. After all these years, all these agonies, all the head trips, all the experiences….good and bad….I can’t believe that the young, resilient Julie has turned into a 58 year old woman. A woman who tries to stay positive, but struggles with anger, bitterness, sadness, cynicism, sarcasm and most of all, feeling so lost. Hollow. I am broken, inside and out…..I have been broken for so long. The pieces of me just keep getting smaller and smaller until I wonder if there is anything left inside of me….and when I look in the mirror, all I see…..is a shell of me.