two people

I recently heard this: “Everyone is two people. The one that they want you to see and the one that they don’t.” It struck a cord with me. I’ve long been aware that perception is based on what you see and your own point of view, but lately it seems that I am finding incredible depth to it.

Vince is approaching 55. Apparently this is something weighing on his mind. I admit I was surprised. For a man who has not been bothered by baldness or so many other things, I never thought age was something important to him. It’s not actually that he’s getting older, it’s because of what has happened to family members at/by the age of 55—forced retirement, health, etc. There is a history there that concerns him. He is so much more healthy than those family members at this age. And, in a sense, it explains his healthy bent to life—from food to exercise. Only time will tell whether he has reason to be worried or not.

I have a friend whom I love dearly. She is married to a man who loves her. Their marriage is a true partnership. And they have a beautiful little girl. Her hubby loves them both fiercely and I love seeing the man he is around them and when he’s talking about them. They own their home. And my friend has the good fortune of not having to work, and by this I mean she is working with her hubby on his pursuits, but doesn’t have that outside job requiring her to get up and leave home and family to go to work. In fact, she could accept some work-at-home kind of jobs if she wanted. And yet, we forget the person. The other day she was sad and actually had a little cry. I think I know where it came from, but I don’t know for certain. It only goes to show that on the outside it looks like things are rosy, but inside, there’s may be more going on.

And finally, there’s my own story. I am a person with many layers. We all are. We think we’re one person, but we’re not. Think about going to your job. You have a veneer all day long. You’re professional,  you bite your tongue, you speak with care and consideration, and you do what you need to do to work with people you wouldn’t otherwise socialize with outside of the job. In other words, we are guarded at work. At home, you are relaxed and more natural. In filming “Thrive”, one of the producer’s goals was to show more of that other person. Apparently I was a hard nut to crack, but crack I did. And through tears I share on film things I would not normally say out loud.

What I have learned is that the person I don’t want you to see is very human and vulnerable. And, unless you’re a sociopath and murderer, that other person isn’t a bad person.


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