Fakerism
I finally found the time to blog again, this time in Friendster. (Sorry for relocating my blog again, but i seriously forgotten my log-in name for my previous one..) For starters, it would be nice to announce that i have reclaimed my freedom (which could have been reclaimed much earlier if it wasnt for the stupid competition that i almost thought of withdrawing). But everything’s fine now, and in fact im pretty glad i held on to it for the extra 2 weeks.
It is extremely saddening that this shall the title of my first post here, but it is all i want to talk about now. If you have never read my past blogs, you probably wouldnt know that this isnt the 1st time I am talking about this Fakerism thingy. But it is pathetic to say that this time my post is inspired by a totally different person - an extremely unexpected one in fact. I must have been blind, otherwise stupid, to have overlooked this matter. Such a disappointment. Much kudos to me. There are so many types of fake people around. Its amazing how well they wear their masks.
For one, there are those who underwent cosmetic surgeries. Some do it for their job, some do it to impress others. Some do it for functional reasons, others for aesthetics. Some to save their marriages, some to disguise their true ages, some to discover their true genders. On and on the list can go, and i really have no objections.
Or the emotional dissonance where people are forced to fake an emotion. You can spot them everywhere, from air hostesses that never failed to greet you with their sweetest smiles to the most polite cashiers behind those counters you paid for the stuff you bought. These are the people who are expected to have an upbeat disposition at all times, regardless of their actual emotional state. I respect these people.
Or you could look at the emotional adaptability you find in most comedians, actors, or other types of performers. These people can mask their emotions for extended periods of time without too much stress. This, I feel, is an incredible gift. Not too bad as well.
But the power of all the masks above is never as powerful as the wannabes who tries to be someone else, the backstabbers that creates conflicts for the people who trusted them most, or the sugar-coated expressions that try to catch and attack you off-guard. I am so sick of all these false-fronts some people designed for their everyday social functioning and to replace the absent original personality. These people discharge their hatred and anger by making people look bad to make themselves look better.
I think sometimes fake people are okay, because they usually try to be super-nice. Especially when real people are usually too blunt and too honest. So i guess Fakerism can be great in small doses when you simply need an ego-boost. But real people had always been my cup of tea because they never know how to sugar-coat anything. They give it to you the way it is, no room for imaginary flattery or lies, although you may not feel very good about it at first.
I have experienced the consequences of being a victim of fake people and I would say they do almost everything that are pathetic to even think about, and thats why i am so disappointed that this time it is you. I trusted you with every single vein in my body and now you have betrayed me. Sure we have gone through all the ups and downs but i have apologized for every ocassion that i was wrong. Perhaps we were never the best of friends, but i always thought that the friendship we shared was true. Perhaps sorry was not what you were looking for but then so why do you have to do this to me. Why dont you come up and tell me right at my face? Whts with all the backstabbing?
I am so extremely disappointed. I wish all these arent true. For now i know, the friendship i thought we shared was just part of your Fakerism. Thank you so very much for teaching me such a valuable lesson.
