One thing about myself that I have a mixed relationship with is my face.

Before I had cut my family off, they'd always talk and go on about how I looked nothing like them and how I was the mirror image of my father. It was always funny watching my family rant and rave over how I was just like him and how upsetting it was that I was nothing like my grandfather or grandmother.

I had never known, and I still don't know what my father looks like, but at the same time, I see his face perfectly in mine. My jawline, my chin, my hair, my teeth, everything is just like how people tell me he looked, the only thing I never got was his blue eyes. My eyes are this wonderful green color that no one else in my bloodline has. Even if I had no actual idea on how he looked, I could still see his face in mine.

I truly am a mirror image of my father. In a way, I feel trapped inside his body, as if I took something that never belonged to me and I live in his skin. I even ended up getting the same personality disorder as him and it's not even genetic. But I can't help but love how I look, how I truly am my father and always will be.

I have never met my father, nor do I even know if he's alive still. I don't know how I ended up like him, but that's not a bad thing. I feel a strong sense of worth knowing I am nothing like my mother and I am my father's daughter and seeing his face when I look at myself.

This by no means is a vent post. I wanted to talk about how much I look like my father and how silly I think it is lol.