Masks
Sometimes I wonder if I am the only person my age who is an Aphmau fan.
Or the only person my age who loves anime but has no access to the actual shows.
Or the only one who still sleeps with stuffies.
Or the only one who keeps a journal.
Many say they are proud to be unique... and many unique people (especially in my school) are popular.
And yet strangely, some of the people who come out of their shells are rejected and deemed as annoying or weird or a sped.
You may say you just have to share your secrets with your closest friends, but I am always afraid they will judge. Or, I was.
Until a very close friend of mine shared a very special secret with me that made me feel, well, not alone. It made her different and even more perfect!
The point is, true friends really wouldn't judge you.
And I still have my fears that they will...
I still have a few secrets...
But I feel more secure that I can share them.
Then I realized what I had done. I had rid myself of part of my mask. It wasn't the entire thing and it would take a while to rid myself of the entire thing, but it was enough.
I felt more free to be myself.
I felt happier to be around them.
That was one of the best things I could do, just to trust them.
To slowly remove my false persona.
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