Until recently.Ĭurrently, we are on the adventure of a lifetime. My husband came to know there was 'a dark passenger' that would come and go in our life, never naming it. Positive thinking started to feel like I was putting lipstick on a pig. Over the years, I worked diligently at managing my thoughts and ultimately ended up confused and frustrated as to why this method didn't provide relief. The philosophy was to avoid the label and make it about my conversation if I changed my thinking, then I could manage this "depression." It wasn't discussed much in my family after that. More tragic was that it had taken these last 30 years to acknowledge and admit (to anyone) this truth. I swallowed a bottle of aspirin and subsequently spent time in the hospital, having my stomach pumped and receiving mandated counseling. I was 14 when I learned that I had depression. It is the truest reflection of who we are. The second is who we present to our close friends and family. The Japanese say that we have three faces. We hide our insecurity and the battle with our self-image. We hide our issues, our problems, our struggles, and our feelings. Gradually, the costume becomes very heavy. So we add layers and accessories that build more credibility to the ensemble - another degree or award, a better car, or a bigger house. We work to avoid being 'found out ' we even convince ourselves this is who we are, but the truth remains - the original belief underneath it all is " I am not good enough." We have a universal fear of being exposed. On the outside, it might look like our house, marriage or career is fantastic, but on the inside, we're lonely, hurting, and feel completely lost. We wear a veil to hide our insecurity, cover up past mistakes because we feel imperfect. Just look at how spiritual I am! How happy. We want everyone to see how great we are, and by wearing a cover, we can look even better. It has become our place to hide, avoid feeling seen by others.
It's just that - an act, anything to cover the truth. We even tell ourselves, "Get your act together!"
Masks can take the form of knowing the answers even when we don't, being nice even when we don't feel like it, or strong when we are weak. It's the picture we portray with our appearance, career, relationships, car, home, social media profile, and personality. The image we project of wealth, intelligence, success, happiness. The lie we tell when someone asks how we are. It's the smile we fake at the annoying neighbor. You know what I'm talking about, yes, that mask -the one we wear when we can't let someone see who we really are. Which leaves me to wonder what we will do with the masks that remain? Ah, face masks, the source of many a debate and acne outbreak.īut as mandates lift and the CDC announces new guidelines for removing them - we will eventually leave these accessories behind. In the last year, these pocket-sized pals became a collective staple-our prescribed layer of defense against an invisible enemy. We simply offer what personally works for us. We do not earn any commission when you click on the links provided. Therefore, you will not find paid banner advertisements, affiliate links, or sponsored posts on this site. Disclosure: It is our commitment to provide quality content to our readers without distraction or compromising integrity.
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