Saturday, October 10, 2015

the masks people wear.

I often wonder why  it is that people will go out of their way to hide who they truly are. Upon further and closer inspection, anyone can spot a fake a mile away. I've seen people go so far as to recreate their entire image into something completely false just to make themselves feel some sort of value towards an ego that is obviously dominant. The real personality will always emerge no matter how hard you attempt to hide it. Why bother hiding?


It is the same with so many people who will hate on the LGBT community and then in turn are caught in risky behavior. Senators that vote on bills against who they truly are, always end up caught. What's worse, is that these same senators and politicians build themselves on a river of lies and always get found out in the end anyways. So my question I have with the world at large is, why bother lying? You don't have to lie about who you really are. You don't have to go out of your way to impress anyone because you don't love who you really are.


This lack of self appreciation is dangerous to behold. I don't know the exact origin of the mask people wear, but the need for validation from an outside source is quite appalling. It would seem there is a need for some people to just feel appreciated by others for some sort of sense of worth. The funny thing is, if you don't value yourself, then other people will follow suit and not value you either. The lies I've seen people say just to cover up their authentic selves.

There is the real meat and potatoes as to what I'm saying. A person who is truly in touch with their true authentic self is a dangerous thing to behold in a world of falseness. I look at myself as imperfect and yet loving at the same time. I look to myself for my own value and appreciation. Why? Because, I have learned to love my mistakes. I have learned to open up and accept that I have flaws. I have learned that the very things I was shunning were parts of me that in all reality, should be embraced.


If I can love my imperfect ways enough, there would always be something to appreciate. If you can appreciate things a bit more, then everything else will fall into place anyays.

Just food for thought.

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