"For me, it's become clear that we are a series of constantly changing masks," she says. "You know we adopt different ways of being. We adopt clothing, we adopt hairstyles, we adopt tattoos sometime. We all have roles that we play to."
How many times a day do I put on or change my mask? When I pretend to care about my coworker's pregnancy or upcoming shower, I put on my "fake" mask. When I hide the pain of each month's disappintment from my husband, I plaster on my "resigned" mask. When I come across yet another very pregnant woman, I put on my "removed" mask. When a "friend" makes a hurtful remark about infertility, I put on my "anger" mask. When my parents criticize where I live, I put on my "I don't care" mask. I often put on my "extrovert" mask when my true inner self is actually much the introvert.
I'm not sure that I ever go out into the world unmasked.
3 comments:
Very good point. I do the same things.
So true. I do the exact same thing. The only time I take off the mask is around the hubby.
I love your blog and Unsung lullaby commentary.
I think we all wear masks. There's a very deeply ingrained instinct to not give the game away and to look in control in front of others.
J
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