We wear masks for our bosses, our families, our old friends, and our lovers. After a while, the lines blur. You might wake up one day and wonder: Is this my life, or am I just a copy living out the script of the person I used to be?
We live in a world obsessed with the single truth. Black or white. Guilty or innocent. Hero or villain. %23thadam
Be kind to the duality in others. The person who cut you off in traffic might be the loving parent rushing to a crisis. The quiet person in the corner might be hiding a volcano of passion. We wear masks for our bosses, our families,
Isn’t that how we live? We judge people based on a single snapshot. We see a person’s social media post, a moment of anger, or a single mistake, and we assume we know the full trace. We live in a world obsessed with the single truth