The Masquerade

I've been pretty quiet for a few days now. Work was busy, was stressed out about car problems, and generally not excited about life. Didn't really want this blog to become something that sounded like an overly emotional teenager wrote it. So I've stayed away. But this photo rings true.

I often put on a mask of happiness to hide how I really feel. I more easily express anger & frustration because I do not have opportunity in my life to express love & appreciation. There is a war within that many do not know about or do not know the extent of. But I don't think I'm alone. Many hide behind fake smiles just to make it through their day. And if any of you are like me, you are scared to let anyone past the mask because who you let in last time caused more pain (rejection, absence, etc). So we suffer in silence behind our masks. It is lonely, but it is safe.