crave to be naked
I have a paper, personal journal where I write snippets of thoughts, working outs of ideas, or just random personal stuff that is better left personal. Tonight I was scribbling away and had an insight about how I’ve been feeling lately.
“I feel like I put a mask on for almost every social interaction. I don’t want to wear any more masks.”
I want to stop attaching so strongly to this self-created identity that brings me nothing but disapointment, expectation, and fear. This creation is not *me*. I would rather stand authentically exposed than wear another foul feeling fascade.
