Grief

Today’s Five Minute Friday prompt is Grief. When I first saw it, I knew I just had to write on it, but I didn’t know what to write. In a way, I still don’t know. But let me write anyway.

I have been close to clinically depressed over the past few weeks. I don’t know whether this is grief for something I have lost. Perhaps my old, functional self.

Then again, that functional self was a façade. A mask. Layers upon layers of masks formed within those early years of my life, when I still functioned. On the surface, that is.

And here I am, in a care facility, waiting for the manager and behavior specialist and the funding authority to figure out if I can get one-on-one support. And now I grieve the loss of that façade. I am intensely sad. I worry that if I am truly myself, if I peel off all the layers and layers of masks, an intensely wicked, horrible monster will remain. I can almost literally picture the monster in my mind’s eye.

Everytime I think I’ve found the real, authentic me, and it’s a good thing, it turns out to be yet another alter. I wonder what remains if they all go. Will the intensely wicked, horrible inside of me seep through to the outside world?

I am not very religious, but I do believe in God. Especially in these hard times, I pray. I pray that God will help me remove the layers and layers of masks I’ve put up over the years. I however also pray that, beneath them all, the monster will turn out to be some kind of prince(ss) from Beauty and the Beast or whatever. At least not as wicked as I see it as.

Okay, this turned out very different than I had imagined. This piece does reflect my innermost thoughts. For those who haven’t read my previous posts, I do not see my inner monster as some kind of universal thing, like original sin. In fact, I am convinced that most people are both good and bad. The wickedness applies only to myself. And yes, I know I’m not some type of criminal, but I still see myself as intensely bad.

18 thoughts on “Grief

  1. I pray that you will have a true encounter with Jesus and thay you will realise you a loved beyond anything. Loved by a king and you are his child. You a so special believe it. Visiting from fmf

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  2. I feel you. I know what it feels like to see all the people in a relatively objective way – as a mix of good and bad – while seeing oneself as incredibly horrifically bad and despicable. I can only say that I get this, but because I have a similar experience and am nowhere near figuring out how to deal with it myself, I don’t reallly know what to say to make it feel better for you. I am sending hugs to all the parts of you who need them and am praying for you.

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  3. I understand this Astrid. Only too well. I think that you have written it so well. I hope that those layers can go, but not in a way that makes things wkrse than before. I wish you well Astrid. Xx

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  4. As you shed your layers, may the love of Jesus fill you. May you be redeemed, born again as a new creature of God. Bring the burden of your grief to the cross, lay it down at His feet. Visiting from FMF #26

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