Under and Over It

Hello kiddies,

Summer, huh? Well I think this is the first day without rain since... June or something? NOT complaining since I hate the heat, but I'll admit it, it's actually nice to enjoy a sunny day once in a while, especially since my vacation just started and I had a really chillaxing day, representing (the start of) a transformation process, if I may call it so. 

Words can't be taken back

When you ask someone about the qualities they appreciate in another person, you'll probably hear sincerity a lot. And that's just great, we all want sincere friends, partners, colleagues in our lives. But let me ask you something... Should there be a limit? When do you draw a line? What if you hurt someone beyond repair with your sincerity? Hmm. What if you mistook selfishness for sincerity...?

The Mask and the Mirror III

The Mask and the Mirror

The Mask and the Mirror II

Gently touches the Mask. Stares at it.

Yes, just like that... Closer, closer... The pain will end... It will all end...

Grabs the Mask and holds it just in front of his face. Remains like that, pondering, while tears begin to flow.

You know you want to, child.
I am already You.

"What are you, and why today,

all that's tragic, feels the same

There's no feeling, there's no pain,

cold, rain"

Suddenly, there was no anger, no fear, no nothing. His tears stopped pouring. He just stood there with his eyes fixed on the Mask, so close to his face, then took a peek at the Mirror. He never felt this tired before, it was so consuming, this inner battle that he was fighting for so long was simply too much. 

"From the darkness, into the light

Face the demons, left and right

If there's no wrong, can there be right?

Only a thin, fading line"

The Mask and the Mirror

Between you and the Mirror there is still one little thing. A both fragile and powerful object blocking a lot of feelings that you would like to let go of. It's a rather difficult situation, because you'd love to throw it away, although the idea of being without it, without the only thing that makes you feel a bit more protected, scares you. Decisions... Choices? Courage?! Maybe. Maybe not.

Your pretty Mask is there for you, but is this a good thing? Is this helpful? Sometimes it seems like the only right thing to do: put on the Mask, together with a smile. You know you can, you had time to learn to fake it so well. "Make me proud and act like you were taught to..." gently whispers the Mask. And you do as you are told to, thinking that nothing could go wrong. My dear, everything went wrong... You lost yourself when you chose this easy way. You did not realize the Mask had embraced you. Completely. On a second thought... you wanted this, didn't you? 

I believe you also got tired of making it right, of pleasing everyone and being the nice person, so you decided to put some space between you and the ones that you believed to be there only to take advantage of you being kind, probably too kind. It seems this made you feel quite relieved, but it also left you with some unanswered questions. And some wounds. You can manage to hide the wounds, but what are we going to do with the questions? Some might say that ignorance is bliss; a foolish thing to say. Ignorance is truly bliss when the action involved ceases to have an impact on you, when you feel nothing for someone, when they never cross your mind and you don't wake up thinking suddenly about them. So I guess that sooner or later you will have to ask some questions and also answer to some of them. Only then you might find your peace of mind. Of course, you might not like some of the answers, they might hurt you, but at least you'd know the truth, you'd learn from mistakes and you'd carry on. In order to succeed in this matter, you must do something very hard: lose the Mask!!! Believe in yourself.