Have you ever looked in the mirror and wondered who was looking back at you? Have you ever lost yourself so badly that you didn't recognize the face staring at you? That is exactly what happened to me. I fell, so hard, in love with a man who turned me into someone I didn't know. He turned me in to someone I didn't want to know. He was perfect, in the beginning, and there was no way I couldn't love him. As time went by, he slowly made me think I was nothing without him. He made me into exactly what he wanted me to be. I became his pawn and he put me where he wanted me, when he wanted me there. Eventually, when he could use me no more, he tossed me aside, just like yesterday's trash. I stayed there for far to long, trying to put me back together, and finally I have. Slowly, but surely, I can now look into the mirror and no longer see a stranger. I see me again I am once again happy to look at that face that I didn't recognize not that long ago. It is so sad that this world has the kind of people in it that see nothing wrong with causing so much hurt to those that they pretend to care about. That is exactly it, they just pretend. I'm now, finally, happy to be rid of him and all the poison he carries with him. He will forever destroy the lives he invades but I am thrilled to now be free from that and from him. There is still life after misery and I am loving the fact that I am living it. There are times I didn't think I would survive my life with him, but I did, and now I am back on top and that is where I will stay