I gave myself a scare when I looked into the mirror this morning. Oops! Not again!

I shook my head and cursed those puffy eyes and dark circles. Yet another one of those days these recent weeks where I’d turn up at work looking like crap.

Fantastic.

Looks like my crappiness is not going unnoticed, not when the head honcho pulled me aside for an professional tete-a-tete asking if I’m ok.

Sigh.

Seriously, what kind of answer would I give? “No, not really. I’m feeling like a mess”? Obviously I said “I’m ok”.

I’m brave, I’m strong and I don’t let emotions get the better of me… that would be the answer anyone would expect of me… even though it may possibly be far from the truth. But who cares?

Everybody lies.

Telling everyone “I’m ok” may make myself believe that and I just might really be ok somehow.

Inevitably, I’m turning into a great pretender… lying effortlessly. But if it makes others happy, oh well.

I must add though, eyeliner really helps one to be conscious of not causing any smudges… hur.