How many times I had to ask “how are you” “how was your weekend” with the plastic smile…in rush to do my work. Not feeling any interest in the reply. How draining it was for me to be a people’s pleaser. The “polite and nice” girl. It costed me energy. There are many masks and each one costs me. It took my courage to recognize that I was trying to fit in. It is a process for me which continues.The process of removing masks, layer by layer. I feel by removing next layer my energy level increases and fears lose their power. I see their illusory nature. My true confidence starts to shine out of the broken old beliefs. Peace is spreading to the places of previous unease.
What could be more gratifying and liberating! It’s worth all the risks.