A friend asked me recently why I was fighting being pretty.
Why are you bare faced?
I knew he asked because he deeply cared, he deserved my honesty and I truly wanted to tell him.
I second guessed a while though because well….
So I went on ahead and told him.
”I have been bare faced for some nine months now because the attention that comes with having a made up face makes me feel uneasy.”
I could have said more but I needed to examine his reaction; his face read bland so I continued.
”I deliberately withdraw from attention especially when I am the recipient. I don’t do so well with receiving attention.”
”This doesn’t apply to romantic relationships though…”
”I am still exploring me and so far this is what I have uncovered.”
He looks at me smiles and soon we start to speak a ‘nese’ that was English but was not English.
It was not Christianese either.
It was a language peculiar to us and our friendship.