During the course of our lives, we experience loss. It is part of life to lose things we love. While loss can be difficult to cope with, there are lessons learned in each instance. The lesson may not be apparent immediately. After time passes, we see how an instance of loss helped us deal with not only the situation that initially caused us pain but with subsequent ones. Loss helps us grow and become stronger people.
Loss is dealt with in different ways. There are those that bury the pain deep inside of them and don’t deal with the issue, causing additional mental stress down the road when loss occurs once again, thus compounding the agony. A potential exists to shut people out who try to help. Self-isolation can occur premised on false assumptions of why the loss occurred.
Conversely, there are those who embrace the lesson to be learned; albeit painful, they come to an understanding that loss is a part of life. They move on and continue to progress toward achieving their missions in life.
There are times when loss can be good. There is a tendency to fabricate an external existence in order to hide a secret buried deep within, as is the case when one is a closeted queer individual.
In my case, the facade hiding my secret was built around the projection of me as a good little conservative. I espoused views that were the direct opposite of what I really thought. I entrenched this false sense of whom I was, creating confusion and anger within myself, because I knew what I was saying and how I was acting was not what I was or believed deep inside.
I made myself believe in things that I really did not believe until reality and myth became so intertwined that I couldn’t tell the difference between the two anymore. I hated myself for doing this.
Luckily, my evolution brought me to the conclusion that I could no longer live my life that was hidden behind a wall of false reality. After a great deal of internal struggle, I cast off the vile, fabricated thing I called a life. The moment I lost my false identity that was inextricably intertwined within me was a good thing.
Decide to lose that which does not represent who you really are. Cast it off and bury it forever!
