Happy Sunday, to begin with…
Good to know, that recycling works properly here on WordPress in terms of writing prompts [Sarcasm End]. I should dig up the last post I wrote in response to this question 🤣
Ah, what the fluff. Here we go yet again…
I am happiest late at night, with one small source of light in the room and Lilly by my side, while listening to my favorite songs. This is the time, when the “performance mask” falls and I can freely give way to my thoughts and feelings. That’s when I’m the happiest on any ordinary day.
Tag: Performance Mask
No More Performance Mask
Gosh, it used to be of utmost importance, that others perceive me as a jovial and pleasant person, someone, they’d like to be around and spend time with. Interestingly enough, the harder I tried to give off a good first impression, the more my efforts seemed to backfire. The feedback I received was rather negative. Most often I was told, that my behavior came across as rehearsed and artificial [which it was, and remains to be due to autism]. And still, that criticism felt like a punch to the gut for all my “hard work”. From then on, I started to be more authentic. That wasn’t necessarily well received either, but I began feeling more like myself instead of a performer.
Nowadays I can’t claim indifference about how others perceive me, but I’m not putting on the “out-in-public-performance-mask” anymore. I’ve learned throughout the years, that I’m not “everybody’s cup of tea” and that’s okay because I don’t aspire to be. No one’s arm is being twisted to like me. Trying to be true to myself is the ticket, I think. Those around me always have the option to either take me the way I am, or to steer clear. Have a lovely Sunday!!
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