Eye Took It Off

I was pretty reluctant to wear make-up when I was a teenager. My best friend likes to joke that she practically had to hold me down to get me to wear it. Once I was off and running with it I don't know if there were many days where I didn't wear make-up. I have never worn a lot of make-up. It all looks fairly natural minus the eyeliner. I have been an eyeliner lover and wearer since the beginning of my make-up time.

I felt weird without eyeliner on. I didn't feel like me. To even drive the point home when I did brave the world without my usual eyeliner I would get told that I "looked funny" and people would ask me if I was tired or sick. I think that if anything at all had more to do with never leaving the house without a full face on. I wanted people to think I was pretty and I felt like without my eyeliner I would never achieve that.

I've had a lot of things happen recently in my life that has just left me drained. To the point that I rarely want to get out of my PJ's let alone put on my trusty eyeliner and other make-up. Don't worry about me, though. I'm a trooper. Anyway, that has left me with another problem. Facing the world without make-up or rather without as much make-up. Honestly, I'm not ready go all the way. I'm not that brave...yet.

So, I went a week without my eyeliner. I went out of state. I saw family. I saw friends. I went to work. I went to doctor appointments. I went to my child's school. I went shopping. I have done everything I normally do and I have done it fine. I lived. I made it through. I didn't die because I didn't have my eyeliner on. I got complimented. I got insulted. It was a pretty scary adventure. Don't even think for a second this is a silly matter.

This isn't a post about caring about what people think about me. This isn't a post about how awful I think make-up is now.

It is just about me being comfortable with me.