Layers of makeup between me and outside world.
It hides my tired, unsleeping face. It hides my worried eyes. It lifts my smile.
With each brushstroke I become more confident. False confidence, maybe, but more confident all the same.
Life is sometimes a battle.
Just leaving the house and facing people can sometimes be the hardest thing I will do that day.
Sometimes I need my battle face on.
I hide behind my matte lipstick smile. I can face the day.
It’s not always.
But more and more recently.
Do any of you see make up in this way?
I’m not worried about it.
I am confident in lots of other ways.
It’s just something I have observed about myself recently and wondered if you felt it too.