so many times we as humans are concerned with what is fake. we are so intent on finding out what it is about others that is fake and unreal that we completely pass over what is real. well, at least i know i do it.
i fail to remember, fail to note, that even the falsest part of somebody is also at the same time a real part of them. a fake compliment — real effort or real condescension, a fake smile even though you know its fake reveals hidden anguish, anger, irritation.
no matter how fake someone appears to be, in that moment they are really what they appear to be. it’s like being an actor in an improvisional play in which you only know the general idea of the character’s character. in that moment, that person is really you. so essentially, people are always real regardless of how fake they are.
what do you think?
are you fake?