Hey there, diary. It's me, Mia. I've been feeling a little down lately. I know that makeup is supposed to enhance your features and make you feel confident, but lately, it feels like all the layers of foundation and mascara are weighing me down.
Every morning when I wake up, the first thing I do is reach for my makeup bag. It's become almost like a ritual for me - painting on my face before facing the world outside. But as time goes on, it seems like no amount of makeup can hide what's underneath.
I used to be so proud of my appearance - long flowing hair cascading down my back, flawless skin that seemed to glow from within. But now? Now it feels like every layer of foundation just adds another pound to my already heavy burden.
I catch glimpses of myself in the mirror throughout the day and each time I see someone different staring back at me. Someone who looks tired and worn out from trying so hard to keep up appearances.
And yet...and yet there's still a part of me that craves more makeup. More concealer to cover up those dark circles under my eyes, more lipstick to paint on a smile when all I want to do is cry.
It's funny how something as simple as makeup can become such an integral part of your identity. Without it, who am I really? Just another face in the crowd with nothing special about her.
But maybe...maybe it's time for a change. Maybe instead of hiding behind layers upon layers of powder and blush, maybe it's time for me to embrace what lies beneath.
Maybe it’s time for Mia without all the masks she wears every day – vulnerable but real; stripped bare but genuine.