Five Minute Friday means writing for five minutes on the word of the week. It’s meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation.
This makes my eye twitch but I do it anyway. This week’s word is hidden.
Sometimes I think I confuse the word “hidden” with the word or concept of being “lost” but hidden is much more consciously done. When I hide something, it’s usually to protect my pride.
I hide my feelings so that others don’t think I’m weak or needy or moody or whatever. I hide the fact that I don’t know things by just avoiding certain conversations.
But when I think about hiding things, it’s usually all of the negative stuff. The stuff that makes me feel embarrassed or ashamed or like I don’t measure up to the standard I see others exceeding.
Comparison. It really is the thief of joy. But hiding something isn’t just for the negative. How often do I hide the positives? For fear of standing out. Of being in the spotlight. Of trying to showcase something about myself that I do well. The stereotype of hiding a lamp under a basket.
I don’t think I necessarily hide a lamp under a basket, I just rarely turn the lamp on. I leave it off and think, “hmm, I really need to light that lamp, it’s been dark for a long time.”