I am amazed of how diverse people are. We are expressive of our emotions but often times we also choose what emotion to show. It’s mystifying how a person selects what image to portray. In certain instances, though I feel shattered inside I still prefer to smile and pretend to be happy. It’s a therapy for me not to linger on the pain I feel inside and strive to look at the brighter side of things. It’s similar to concealing an ugly scar by putting on a beautiful mask. Accordingly, it gave me a notion that maybe all of us do wear masks to somehow conceal the weak part of ourselves. So that people won’t resort to pity and that to show that we’re fine.
