Today's prompt is brought to you by yesterdays prompt... Already behind on day two; story of my life. I'm totally blaming it on No D day.
Okay, the prompt... "When you saw the word mask, was your first interpretation protection, covering up, persona, or performance?"
Two of those describe my "mask". Covering up and Protection.
I've been living behind this mask for a long time. Long before D came along, I think. However, after D,, the shape of my mask was certainly altered. These days, my mask is less friendly, less inviting... It screams "leave me alone". I think I've made it through many holidays and gatherings by simply not talking about it.Downfall to that... eventually, you loose it and the mask rips off in a, bruse banner turns into the Hulk, kind of way. It's never pretty.
Masks are an important form of my protection. They protect me from stupid ass opinions and just the plain stupid asses. They cover me when my insides are crying out in a room full of people that think its no big deal. They protect Justin's feelings because he cant see how sad I am for him. My hope is that he never sees behind the mask.
Is that healthy? NO, but its how I cope, how I survive.