The Mirror is Tired of Me

The Mirror is Tired of Me is a quiet descent into the fragmented self—told through reflections, silences, and unspoken screams. It wanders through rooms that remember more than the girl inside them, piecing together memory, identity, and longing in delicate gestures. Somewhere between tangled hair and whispered voices, she becomes the echo of everything she's been and the question of what she might still be. This is not a story of arrival, but of becoming—tender, disoriented, and unfinished, like a mirror too tired to reflect clearly, yet still trying.