INTIMATE THOUGHTS

INTIMATE THOUGHTS The feeling of being exposed, naked.

The will to be real, but not to show oneself any more. The fear of the others who do not want to see who you really are. Because they would also be forced to look inside themselves.

We are sheltered by the mask of ourselves, and masks love to hide.

A mask that we depict as we want it to be, different from what we are, but the same as we would like to be.

The mask becomes heavier every day, a fake armour that we loathe. But eventually we fit into it so well that we end up believing we are that way.

Until you realise that you are no longer you, and feel the disintegration of the self-construction.

This is human misery.

It's our existence.

Photos by Daniele Marchetti