Masked Feelings

Masking is a process in which an individual changes or "masks" their natural personality to conform to social pressures, abuse, and/or harassment. Masking behavior is hiding of mental feelings of suffering as a sort of survival mechanism. Masking is concealing a true emotion and portraying a false one. People mask emotions either to be accepted by society or to hide jealousy, rage, pain, anger, anxiety,disgust, embarrassment, fear, sadness. Girls mask their feelings better than a male.
For instance you are hungry and hurting, someone comes along and asks "How are you this fine day?" 
You say "I'm fine, thank you." 
"Tendencies toward denial, withdrawal, and self-isolation are common in reaction to deeply felt emotional pain."
 There's a guy you like, maybe, maybe not he likes you back, it's just a twisted relationship like a psychotic love. He treats you like shit and he treats you like the black slaves treat their Cotton back in the 18th and 19th Century. You get confused and say "hey! Lemme talk to this guy what's going on?" 
You probably have bonded with this guy like the slaves did with their cotton crops. You are blindsided. Basking in the light, dancing at the positive view, a little bit of fear greying the rainbow, encompassing it, 'What if...' 
So you put on your big girl pants and speak to your Master, show you mercy and relief your pain and confusion, dancing with hope maybe I'll dine with Master now, what you weren't expecting is the crack of the Whip of the master n your back, tearing through the skin, gnawing at your emotions. What you weren't expecting is being Master's toy till the Mistress comes by. You are just a filthy slave! Regardless, because  of your blinded love for Master and his soulful acts, because of your memory of him and that other light you see him in. You excuse the Master for his wrong, you are hurt, but you don't want to hurt Master because that is just how much you care and love him. He says  to you, "You are just a slave, nothing more, I can't do this any more you are getting ideas. I'm not ready for this." Another crack of the whip on your back. You leave his presence hurt, filled with disdain and hatred. You walk in the shadow of your Master, avoiding him to prevent the Whip Cracking, but you still can't help but admire the Master from afar and he you. 
It starts with smiles and greetings, Master is in your head again but you pretend like you are okay with where he has fixed you, because you cannot bear the thought of losing Master, you cannot be brave enough to hurt and walk away to  someone less complicated and more fulfilling than Master because Master was the first man who thought you how to love, who showed you love, who you first loved. Master has the key and he has released it, but you leave it in the dirt, scared to pick it up. You listen to Master, laugh with him, communicate, having it at the back of your head, 'I am just a slave.' Eating your insides is pain, hurt, anger, hatred, betrayal, humiliation, weakness, devalue. What you show Master is acceptance, freedom, joy,amusement, courage. 
We hide emotions because we are scared, we are uncertain, we do not want to come off as weak, we do not want to get screwed over because we cannot keep our emotions in check. Men avoid divulging wounded feelings to shield their masculinity from Sword Tongues and Googly eyes.
"To examine another unfortunate aspect of this situation, men frequently react to their spouse's tears with considerable discomfort, even anger. However unconsciously, their partner's emotional outpouring makes them feel guilty, or at least responsible."
We should try to remove our masks so the other person can see what they are doing to you to prevent them from doing such again. Manifest your feelings physically and express them verbally to have the other person's attention on the afflictions they are raining on you. Don't be like the pathetic Slave too drunk with Love she can't move on from her asshole Master. 
Never reveal your vulnerability though.