Secretly… I’m afraid to be myself
Secretly… I’m afraid to be myself
I worry people will hate me because I’m too negative.
I’m also afraid I’ll poison their outlook on life.
I feel like I’m wearing a mask.
I’ve been wearing it for years.
I’m scared to take it off.
I wish you could help me.
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yeah I know how you’re feeling. I actually come with a warning like with cigarrettes. “I’m a bad influence and will screw you up if you stay too close too long”
i feel like this is me.
i feel like a always act differently in front of people.
because i feel like if i act like myself, they’ll all hate me.
and i’ll infect them with depression….and bad decisions….and...everything.
like i have a virus or something.
thanks for sharing.
I’m waiting for it all to crash and burn….
again.
Stop waiting and start preventing. No one is in control of your life except for YOU. ACCEPT THAT.
Go BrutallyHonest! But I think a lot of people feel this way, at least sometimes. Even me.
my mask is shaped by what my life needs. inside im a hateful person
as long as you dont forget who’s behing the mask.
eventually it just doesn’t feel like a mask anymore.
you just feel changed
I know how you feel. When I act the way I feel people avoid me because I am too negative. So I try to be overly possitive. Now people tell me im obnoxious……you just cant please anyone.
Have you ever heard of Search?
It’s a retreat, I went on one my junior year of high school.
Find one and go on it. It’ll help.
I feel like I’m in love with you even though I’ve never met you.
I can totally relate. Having felt that way most of my life. They have a word for it now…”EMO”… Don’t really agree with it though. I think at times you can’t help but look at the world around you and see it filled with hurt, pain, dissapointment. I was once labelled by a friends mom as being “the most negatibe child” she ever met. That was years ago and nothing much has changed. We pretend to be something other than ourselves purely to be functional. It’s a trade off we make to live amongst others who are not as observant as we are.
“They have a word for it now…”EMO””
BURN!
LOL
People always ask me why I’m so quiet all the time, I tell them I’m a listener. Really, it’s because I never have anything good to say. I’m too critical of people, I’m too negative.
I really want to know you, because I feel exactly the same, you could save me from myself.
u only got 1 life u know of so poision the world b/c i get bored w/ all the optimism and some negativity might help fix the world
I know how you feel! I am only really myself around my kids and my sister-in-law/BFF…not even my husband sees the real me anymore…he doesn’t like the real me.
I try not to wear masks, I’m so negative, they all hate me and I know they pretend they don’t.
But I wish I could be happy like them.
amen to that. i am so negative, and then i realize, no wonder there aren’t so many people around. but its okay, those who stay, they are the friends of a lifetime. but i do wish too, to be happy one day.
Sounds so much like me … I have become so negative that even when I try to be more positive, people tell me I am not positive enough. I just can’t make myself feel otherwise anymore and don’t know how to change or I am too scared
That’s like me…I’m very negative, but I always pretend to be positive </3
I know exactly how you feel and i want to remove my mask also
but i can’t and….. idk if i’m really trying to
I had the same problem; I only have a past tense there cause I found people to help me remove my mask; it’s to bad those people smoke drink and do drugs; cause now I’m a druggie; and now I can’t remove tat mask.
I’ll tell you something. I am the most negative person I know. Almost every thing i say is negative.
My out look on the world is so bad and so evil i can’t tell everyone every thing i think about this world because it might make them cry.
But you have to look at it this way. It’s who you are, this world no one is ever positive about anything, because it will never come out the way you want. If you think negative ( or at least the way i see it) something could come good out of it.
Whats wrong with negative? Whats wrong with being you? If they dont like you then you shouldn’t care.
I know how you feel. I feel like i pretend to be happy just so I won’t make others uncomfortable, but really I’m making myself uncomfortable faking/lying, so I just limit my contact with others so I don’t have to fake it and feel like shit. At the same time I wish there was something/someone to change my negative outlook.
I know exactly how you feel. It’s hard to be “normal” and optimistic when I’m constantly thinking about all the crap that’s happening in the world and the people around me are immersed in petty conversations about relationships or drama. And because you can’t tell anyone what you’re thinking, it just builds up inside. I used to think if I tried to join in and be like them, I would eventually become that person and fit in. But I don’t want to be. And every time I’m not faking the happy person they want me to be, they call me “emo” and “depressed”. I hate my friends, but I’m too afraid to be a loner. I can’t wait to get out of here.
When you look at a rose what do you see the thorns? No. You see a beautiful blossom with petals radiating beauty for al to see. It matters not how sharp the thorns may be for they do nothing to make a rose less beautiful. Masks are just faces shed like the petals of a blossomed rose changed anew as they grow. For it matters not whether a rose is red or blue or black it is beatiful and should be for all to see.
i’ve been there…. the right people will listen.
I know how that feels…… I used to be talkative, cheerful…everyone still thinks i am… I still tease people, joke and make them laugh, only because I don’t want them to know how negative I can be. I’d rather make them laugh than make them sad. But on the inside I’d be much happier just sitting quiet and reveling in my sorrow……
I know what you mean, I felt the same way.
Then the guy I’m in love with told me none of them would hate me, no matter what.
When I finally was myself, he was right, none of them did.
Only my mom and stepdad did.