The "Sad Clown" Theory
Hi there,
Thank you for choosing to read this.
Thank you for not giving up on my inconsistent ass. Really, thank you.
Here we go;
Look around you, what do you see? Happy faces? Tired faces? Sad faces?
At your work place, school, amongst friends, what do you see? Depressed faces?
You've seen beautiful faces, happy faces, angry faces, sad faces and all sort of faces.
But, are they faces or masks?
And when the people wearing these faces communicate with their surroundings. Is that their real self or they are putting on a good show?
The truth?
The truth is we all wear masks.
Where we differ is how well we wear them and how much of a good show we put in for the world to see. Which brings the question. Have you ever seen a Sad Clown?
You see a Clown, you expect a Clown Make up/Mask, Fixated smile and Jolly movements. But, beneath the make up is who the world might never know.
But, when we are unhappy and supposedly "chin up" "Shake the feeling off" and get on with the day. We've successfully put on our Clown Mask. We have not dealt with our unhappiness but hey, the show must go on.
Then, we start the show we have to smile, laugh and interact even when we don't feel like it. And if you suck at it, the mask slips off. We can't be happy all the time. I've explained that in my previous post(Click here for the post)
When the mask slips off. The monster beneath is shown, it comes through transfer of aggression, self pity parties negative self evaluation, anger, and of course total vulnerability etc.
You see, beneath the mask is our Alter Ego. It is our inner personality with the rawest unfiltered passions and emotions. It is the closest thing to our usual personality. And as such when the mask slips off, the demons we've been keeping at bay with rubber chains breaks off. Though we often regret our actions and tuck them back in. The demon behind the mask patiently waits to be triggered again.
As clown don their mask and put on a show. So do we put on our various faces to hide our emotions in plain sight. We hope no one notices. And that the ones who notices are too bothered by theirs to care.
The "Sad Clown" toast
So, here's
To taking life hits
To broken dreams and the innate ability to keep dreaming
To the demons we're still fighting and the ones we've lost to.
To our resilience and to more resilience.....
But we forgot, there are people who will see through your mask and will genuinely care. We might need "help" and as much as the the word "help" resonates with "pity party" to a Sad Clown. It might just be what we need.
Should we continue to hold on to what comforts or soothes us. A thing, place, person etc.
As I part with you with the golden words of the 21st Century philosopher "Bellarus Shmurdanius" in his magnum opus "Rush" where he said "Life is short, so ginger yourself. Rich, Poor, las las everybody die"
Here's my question? Can we do without the mask? Is the mask what keeps us sane or what projects an illusion of sanity?
