Bad DaysAugust 1, 2019
AugustSeptember 17, 2019
I realize that I have zero masks left. I have little, to no energy to put on a mask in order to please the masses. I believe that who I am now is a product from the pain, grief, love and strength born from the past two and a half years.
Understanding, accepting and hopefully loving who I am, does not give me a license to be a jerk. Being true to yourself, is not a green light to hurt others. Once all of your masks are gone and you are left with what remains, the desire to have others immediately understand and accept you may feel warranted. Trust me, it’s not.
It took time, for you to reach this space. I am sure the path was not an easy one. Try not to be too hard on those who love you. Give them some time to see that you are now shedding the weight that the masks carry. You are now free.