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What are you hiding behind the mask?



Many of us have actually never revealed the real us to anyone. We may reveal bits and pieces of ourselves to some but we often keep certain things to ourselves. We do this because we are trying to protect ourselves from hurt, we believe that if people know certain things about us they might use it against us and we may not be strong enough to stand up to that ridicule. We get up out of bed sometimes and we feel nothing. We sit for awhile and then we think to ourselves about what mask we will put on today. For some of us we choose a mask based on the group that we want to fit in with and for others we choose a mask to keep people away from us. Our masks show either anger, sadness, contentment or happiness.  We put on these masks before we go to school, to make our teachers and friends feel as if we are happy to be there or that we are pleased with the path that we are on . We put on masks when we go to work so that our boss will feel that we are happy with our job. We put on masks around parents to make them believe that we are happy with the relationship that we share with them. The thing is however, we all pretend that we aren't wearing masks. We screw on our masks so tight in the morning and pretend it's not even there while we spend our entire day staring at the masks of others. At the end of the day we take off our mask and let out all the emotions that we have hid with us for the entire day. The mask feels light as we rest it  for the night, as they are no longer weighed down with the burden of protecting all our fears and dreams from the world. What fears and dreams are your masks hiding? How many different masks do you wear to fit in with those around you? When will the true you be able to get some shine? Let us start living our lives as our true selves and leave the masks behind.

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