When we wake up in the morning, only God really knows our story because afterall, He is, literally, the author of our life book. So we wake up and ask God to see us through the day. We walk out of the house with what I call 'sura ya PR'. By the way, I am an expert on putting up a 'sura ya PR'. Only 3 people know when I'm putting up that face.
This morning as I walked out of the house, my iPod was on full volume as I listened to house music. No one knew what I was going through; they did not know I had not slept the whole night, they did not know I had a nasty argument with one of my good friends last night, they did not know I was heading to solve a case between our tenants, they did not know my heart was still heavy with my cousin's death...and you know what, they also don't care!
Yesterday I met up with a home girl of mine who was carjacked a while back and the whole ordeal was horrific. Yesterday night my friend lost his Dad. Currently my workmates' Mum is in ICU. These are people who are all close to me and their stories are very intense but somehow through all this, they manage to put up 'sura ya PR'.
But 'sometimes we need to unmask this 'sura ya PR and break down if we must. Sometimes, we need to be real to ourselves and to others. We all know we are going through stuff so we need to talk about it. Bottling it in is only but crushing you from the inside out.If we shared what we feel to people we trust and love, our hearts and minds would feel free of that hurt and heaviness we carry.
Maybe I should heed my own advice and talk to someone because as I write this, I’m putting on a serious ‘sura ya PR’.