I am splayed out in front of you. I am all bare, blinking flesh and beat red limbs and matching moles on my inner thighs and you cant help but already hate the next man who gets to fall asleep here, with me. You can’t help but want to see the insides of his skull.
The masks may have been a coping mechanism, to help shield you from a confusing world, but ultimately they are a cage. They are there to corral that spark of exuberant life that just doesn’t quite meet society’s standards of acceptable. They separate you from the aliveness inherent in your own soul.
One way to navigate our energetic experiences in a stable and healthy way is by building better energetic boundaries. Instead of constantly feeling drained, or left spinning in a whirlwind, good boundaries will help you stay connected to your intuitive center.