The modern paper doll :
Currently, in our society, we all have to play roles, we all feel like being some kind of paper dolls, wearing different roles/costumes. And not the least, we have to be performant in all these roles. Good is not enough, great is the new must.
We have to be a great mum, a great lover, a great cook, a great cleaner, a great party/event organizer, a great business woman, a gorgeous lady in the evening, a great sexy girl day and night, a great wife, a great daughter, a great aunt, a great friend, a great, a great...a great everything. You just have to be great, and performant. there is no room for weakness or fragility.
How many time a day do you hear, the following words: performance, rentability, efficacy, efficiency, growth, reactivity, anticipation?
How many time a day are you asked to do more in much little time?
How many time are you asked to act quickly, to sound positive, to give some energetic feeling, positive vibes, constructive feed-backs?
How many costumes have you to wear daily?
I know life is short, and we can rest when we will be dead, still for many of us, it is a long road to go, and we may feel like resting a little in the meantime, enjoying life, just a little and not always being the strong the great wonder woman super heroes that everyone seems to want to see in you. Not to forget the fact that in top of the pre-listed, us, women are forbidden to grow old, we have the obligation to use the arsenal aesthetic surgery and science have brought in front of us to avoid aging, to avoid getting fat. Wrinkles like overweight are not welcome, it is considered as a failure. Aging, getting fat and being weak or simply just normal with up and down, is the new "interdit" of our lovely society. It is like living in a place where everyone is high. How long is going to last before we all collapse, crumble, blow the "interdit"?
Sometimes it would feel comfortable just pacing down at your own rhythm, just walking slowly, in the middle of the running crowd, just resting, breathing, feeling the sun on our skin, enjoying the single fact to be alive, and not asking for more than that...just stopping one second to pretend that everything is just perfect because we are perfect, but accepting that life is unperfect and to live with that, accepting who you really are....
