I look in the mirror and a stranger looks back. I don’t like what I see. I’m scared of what I’ve become and what lies ahead. Looking into those tired, lifeless eyes, you see pain. Pain of a man who has lost all hope. Behind those weary eyes is a brain. A brain that that does not like the reality in which it resides. A brain filled with dark thoughts. Like why would anyone want to be friends with the stranger I see. Thoughts of ways to ease the pain or end it all for good. All these thoughts and self hating only serve to prove one thing. I am my own worst enemy.