Trey's Going Mental

We live in a culture of charades. People ask how we are, and we tell them we are 'fine,' even though our personal finances may be failing, our spouse may be unhappy in our marriage for some reason, or our professional lives may be in a perpetual state of stagnation. With one or dozens of similar scenarios playing out in an individuals life, our society encourages us to continue to smile and say everything is okay.


In our private lives, if society saw the instances of our raw emotion, people would definitely be concerned. If anyone other than our spouse or children saw the severity of emotions we are capable of, society would judge us as being 'cold,' and in other instances, 'weak.' We protect our emotional insecurities in some odd trust system with our closest relationships, by mutually harboring those 'ugly' outbreaks that embarrass us. Our fear at its primal level is that people won't like us because we are capable of 'meanness,' and we are afraid of people imposing their will on us because we show 'weakness.' The reality is neither, but we continue the societal charade by continually becoming less of what we really are, and more of what a non-specific society says is appropriate.

Emotions are human kinds greatest asset, and our Achilles heal. All our personal memories are directly linked to either emotions we created in others, or in emotions that others created in us. Our life's highest high and lowest low are all reflections of the emotion that were involved. Emotion is often the intangible item that we attempt to remove in business, but when product, service, and moneys are finally exchanged, the word 'feeling' is more than likely involved as a motivator for the transaction that has taken place.


I attempt to remove the charade mask in my everyday life when dealing with people, and I attempt to do the same in my posts. I can remember being inquisitive with people new to me on a number of occasions, and the person I am attempting to learn about begins to guard their answers and finally asks about my motives, "what are you doing, writing a book", "what do you really want to know," or sometimes the person may simply mock me by asking me questions. I am also told by my friends after time has allowed for a better understanding, "I thought you were a real ass-hole when I first met you, then I realized that that was just Trey being Trey."


The reason for me stating what might be the obvious, is due to concerns I received from some of you. I loved hearing from all of you that wrote or called, but I sensed that I 'spooked' some of you. Again, I am grateful for the calls and emails, but I do not wish to cause undo stress for my family and friends worrying about whether I am about to go mental or something. As most of you know, you don't have to 'read between the lines,' because I already put it in there. Simply said, know that my posts are hopefully accurate depictions of my life, and I will do my earnest to fill 'between the lines' so you don't have to fret 'reading' between them.