I ask myself this all the time now when I see myself in the mirror. I don't know this person. She looks different. Older. Maybe wiser, but am not so sure. I still feel so immature inside, but look haggard on the outside.
When I see myself in pictures I don't recognize myself either.
If I were to describe myself to someone from seeing myself in a photo, this is the image of think of.
Migrant Mother. Dorthea Lange.
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