It has been a couple of days since Halloween? Did you have fun? Attend a party? Dress up for work? I dressed up and handed out candy at my house. It was fun. But when the night was over I took off my costume and I was just me, just Elaina J.
Have you taken off your costume? Do you still smile through the depression? Do you still hide in the bathroom stall at work when you have a panic attack? How are you still hiding your bipolar disorder or anxiety disorder or obsessive compulsive disorder? There are a million ways to do it – to hide. I know because I try sometimes still. Today I was having a panic attack and handed a lady my debit card and she was concerned. I brushed it off. “Oh, I am always shaky.” Why is it so damn important to be perfect? Why is it so hard for some of us to take off the costumes?
Authenticity. I like that word. I live by that word. You should try it. I am being serious. Take off the f-ing costume and just be who you are. Someone said to me today that everyone is crazy. I responded that some of us are just diagnosed. I love you. The people that matter will love you with or without the clown nose.