Every couple of weeks, my grandmother needed a blood transfusion but it took several months of testing before the doctors figured out why. May 2016, my heart stopped for a moment; she was diagnosed with Leukemia. The doctor estimated she had roughly 8 months to live.
“She’s a fighter, she will kick cancer’s butt,” that’s what I kept telling myself. She told the doctor she wanted to live and I was determined to support her every step of the way.
June 15, 2016, she began chemo and initially; she did very well. I just knew chemo would fix everything and we were on the road to recovery. Fast forward, two weeks later and she had to be admitted to the hospital. The chemo made her immune system weak; therefore, causing pneumonia.
I will never forget, the night she called me from her hospital bed and said “I’m tired. I can’t do this anymore.” I knew instantly her days were probably numbered and I began to mentally prepare myself for the inevitable. I reassured her to not be worried and that no matter what, everything would be fine because God was in control. Two days later, I got a call at work that would forever shake my world upside down. Her kidneys were failing and she didn’t have much time left.
I prayed and asked the Lord to just let me make it to Sacramento to say my final goodbyes. I drove from LA to Sacramento not realizing that I only had a few hours before my Nana would be gone! By the time I arrived to the hospital, she could no longer talk but I was certain she could still hear my family and I talking to her. As my family and I sat in her hospital room, talking and sharing various stories, I had a gut feeling she would pass that night. I told my family to go home and I would spend the night with her.
I told the Lord I didn’t want my grandmother to suffer and whatever was HIS WILL was fine with me. July 17, 2016, my world as I knew it was permanently changed. As I sat next to my grandmother’s hospital bed, she grabbed my hand and I told her she could go. She began to take her last breath and I watched my grandmother peacefully transition to be with the Lord.
My grandmother was my rock, “My Nana” and she was gone! As soon as she passed, I immediately went into protective mode. I felt like it was now my job to take care of my mother and grandfather.
It may sound crazy to some but I waited until I got home from the hospital to cry. I went in the bathroom and allowed the sound of the water from the shower to silence my tears. I took my shower and put my “mask” back on.
Masking is defined as concealing one’s emotion by portraying another emotion. Wearing a mask allows you to “hide” your true feelings behind a false expression. Masking prevents the world from being aware of your true feelings and in some ways hides your true authenticity.
I wore my “strong mask” for about a year until it got to hot and heavy.
Masking your true emotions is exhausting and causes you to forget who you are. I had gotten so wrapped up in being strong for everyone else, I completely lost myself.
I had to make sure everyone else was okay, at least, that’s what I kept telling myself.
Giving yourself in everything you do can be rewarding but sometimes deadly to your health. Putting your “self-care” on the back burner is stressful and worthless. When you’re not well, you can’t help others.
Here I was, mad and bitter at the world but I could only blame myself for putting on the “strong” mask.
One day I went to my car after work and literally cried out to the Lord. Sometimes, a good cry is just what you need! I allowed myself to be vulnerable with God. I felt helpless but I was determined to not sit in such a dark and broken state. I surrendered to God; allowing HIM to pour life back into me that only HE could.
I knew, as long as I have a pulse, God has a plan for me and I was determined to find out what it was! Deciding to remove my mask was one of the most freeing moments in my life. I was hopeful that I would find Patrice again! Removing the mask allowed me to understand my own personal needs, values, goals and motives. It takes fortitude to acknowledge your limitations and embrace your own vulnerability.
We ALL wear a mask to hide the fear, that the world will see the “real you.” The mask that grins and lies to hide the existence of excruciating misery and suffering. One of our greatest fears is that we will appear weak or less than, when transparency shows your willingness to stay “true” to who you are and what you’re feeling at the moment. Vulnerability allows others to see you’re relatable and genuine.
What masks are you wearing? Name dropping to hide insecurities, bullying others because you don’t feel loved, hiding debt and living beyond your means to portray a lifestyle you can’t afford or maybe, exaggerating on social media about your relationship or marriage to make everyone think you have everything together but really you’re struggling like the rest of us.
We can’t truly be healed until we offer every piece of our brokenness to God. Transparency requires others to reevaluate their own lives and forces them to see they have the power to remove their own mask.
We’re all wearing a brave face when we don’t feel like it, and at some point, have armored ourselves with a firm “I’m OK” even when we aren’t. Why? Because we’ve shunned raw emotion and destroyed humanness with our distorted views on wellness and feeling the need to keep appearances for everyone else’s comfort.
It’s time to face ourselves. Don’t let a false sense of perfection, impose on and destroy your spirit. We all have bad days! You don’t have to permanently wear that strong mask for anyone. We ALL suffer in silence with something.
It’s okay to say, “No, I’m not okay but I WILL BE!”
Acknowledge your emotions but don’t stay there. Even though you may feel alone, God is there! He hears your cries and HE is waiting for you to surrender to HIM.
God will send you spiritual connections to help you remove the stone! (John 11:39) You are loved, full of purpose and I challenge you to cry out to God and P.U.S.H. – pray until something happens! God will give you the necessary tools to help you remove your mask and go from helpless to hopeful!
THIS WAS AMAZING!!! I remember when my grandmother passed. It rocked my world and I still haven’t gotten over it just yet. We are so use to putting on mask SMH because we are scared to be real in a world with so much fairness but that mask is HEAVY……We hide behind the lipstick secretly wishing someone would see the real us…..And when we finally find freedom it is indescribable. So proud of you for sharing!
Being vulnerable can be scary but removing the mask is so freeing! I appreciate your encouragement.
OMG Patrice!!!! I sit here in awe of God and how He orchestrates divine connections. I too lost my grandmother September of last year and had to be “strong” throughout the process. I have meaning to post my experience for a while now, but reading your post is just a reminder of how much our stories need to be heard. Our pain is purposed for someone else’s healing. Thank you for your obedience. There is abundant strength in your words!!! I cannot wait to read and share more!
I needed this! So thankful to know my vulnerability was not in vain. Thank you for the encouraging words. Yes, tell your story!
Thanks for inviting me to share your story. As you know I was very close to my Grandma, who I called Nanny, as well so this hit home. My Nanny’s passing was a shock to us all. When she passed I put on the mask of being strong in front of everyone just to handle everything accordingly. Reading your blog I thought to myself “I’m STILL wearing this mask.” So thank you for awakening this in me. It’s time for me to unmask and heal. Looking forward to your future posts.
The strong mask is so heavy! I know God will help you carefully remove it. Grandmothers are so special! Your Nanny was a very sweet lady and you will see her again! Praying for you, sis!
It’s funny how you run across the right things at the right times. I know what it’s like to lose a grandmother…someone who is essentially your everything. My family honestly had to learn how to live a life without her. It was hard. It still is…but we are forever thankful for the memories. Tonight I was sitting under the dryer…thinking about how my other grandmother is fighting for her life now and we are fighting to make sure she enjoys everything about it…and I checked out your blog. These were truly the words I needed tonight. Thank you!
I’m thankful I was blessed with a praying grandmother for 32 years. I don’t take that lightly. She had people praying for me and covering me that I never even met. We’re all still here because someone was interceding on our behalf. Loss is never easy and it’s almost like a hole you can never completely fill. I find peace in knowing that I will see my grandmother again and you will see yours too. I know God will continue to hold you and your family up like ONLY HE CAN! I pray that no matter what happens with your other grandmother, that you find peace in knowing God’s will is being done! I’m praying for you, sis! Please keep me updated.
Thank you so much Sis for sharing your story and for starting this blog. I am so glad that God has placed you in my life and that He has allowed me to hear your story and relate it to my life’s journey. I need to remove that mask….and I will get there if I put my FAITH in God. Thank you again. Much Love and Blessings.
Thank you so much! God will help you remove the mask. I’m praying for you, sis!
Thanks for sharing Spec. This is very brave of you and very inspiring. Congrats on the new blog…can’t wait to read more.
Thank you so much, Spec! I really appreciate your support.
This was so so good Patrice! It resonated with me and I am still working on unmasking myself even at work. I’m grateful that you shared this. Thank you.
Thank you, Jessica! Removing the mask and allowing yourself to be vulnerable is scary but it’s so worth it. I pray that God will direct your path and give you the necessary tools to do it. Continue to trust God and allow your faith to take you to the next dimension! I’m excited to hear how God blesses you after unmasking. Keep me updated!
Thanks for sharing such a heartfelt and intimate story with the followers of your writing ✍? ministry.
I’m in the process of unmasking and coming home to the beautiful, powerful and creative woman that has lived beneath the weight of so many masks constructed in life.
Your message offers hope and inspiration for the journey I’m on.
Peace and Blessings to you my Sister!
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Thank you so much for the kind words! I’m glad to know my vulnerability has not gone in vain. It’s a scary process at times but worth it.