It's No Accident Who We Meet in the Mirror

Early 1990’s, a trusted Friend, Mary Jo Robinson, told me to do Mirror Therapy, saying it would help me recover from 'walking with the enemy' (myself...I was contemplating suicide after speaking at MADD Panels; staying alive after speaking was one of the hardest things I've ever done in my life).

Yes, I had misgivings about Mirror Therapy, but tried it since I trusted and respected her opinion as a person who went through hell and came through the other side with love (she told the man who killed her son that she loved him and forgave him for killing Mark).

The next morning, I did what she suggested. I remember looking in the mirror the first time, pointed at myself, looked into my own eyes and said, "Timothy, I love you!" I then spent the next agonizing minute cussing myself out.

When I realized what I was doing, I had the startling realization that if I heard someone else talking to someone else in this way, I would step up to protect them, no questions asked, yet left myself 'out of the loop' of such love.

It took eight years of daily Mirror Therapy before I finally broke through to the other side. I didn't want to kill myself after speaking for Mothers Against Drunk Driving ever again.

It's no accident whom we meet in the mirror.