A recent conversation with a friend early on a Friday morning:

Friend: I’m having one of those days. Where you just feel blah and things feel off. Like, you just don’t want to look in the mirror.

Me: Oh, I’m not going to respond to that.

Friend: Why?

Me: Because you’ll yell at me because of what I have to say.

Friend: Oh, because you’re going to say I look like shit?

Me:, um, NO!

In fact my friend looked absolutely fine. But I completely understand the feeling of thinking and feeling you look awful. Especially if you had a long night from being up late or because you indulged. You probably feel awful as well. Continue reading →