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“I love music. It sets everything in me alive. Every hair stands out on end. I feel like there's a box in my heart, a secret, hidden part of myself. I keep so many things locked inside that box so that no one else will ever see. And when I listen to music, alone in my room with my giant headphones on, the box flies open and all of the colours spill out and somehow merge with the music. I love the feeling. All of my masking and my reservations leave and the hidden parts of my soul come out.”

“The thing is, masking isn't always good. It takes a lot of effort and energy to hide a big part of yourself, even if you're not doing it intentionally. Masking is a bit like going into survival mode. You do it because you have to, rather than because you want to; and while everyone has the ability to mask to some degree, for autistic people, we can spend most of our lives doing it without even realizing.”

“In these meetings Palandine was teaching me how to use my eyes and ears in a manner that complemented the teachings of Calyx and Mila. “And you have to use that wonderful smile of yours more often, Elim.” “What’s that got to do with listening?” That was the subject, and Palandine had typically made a jump in logic I couldn’t follow. She also forgot that I was a Cardassian male and smiling was not one of our strong features.”

“Just because brokerages disclose a convoluted web of profiteering doesn’t mean it’s appropriate. It just means they are hiding these questionable practices in plain sight with a mountain of compliance language that no one will ever read.”

“Yet the autistic woman is not masking with the intention of being deceitful. Her true self is invisible even to her own person. She is masking to fit in, and doing so unconsciously. Often, she doesn't even understand that she has been camouflaging herself until she gets her diagnosis. Before that, she thinks her struggle is everyone else's, too. At least, that's what it was like for me.”

“I realize that's how it sometimes feels to be me. As if I have to hide who I am, all of the time. As if I have to pretend to be like everyone else, just so people will love me. As if I'm constantly being asked to share, to reveal myself, to open up, and when I do--when I finally show people who I truly am--it's not what anyone wanted and they explode right in front of me. I am so fucking done with making myself smaller.”

“Masking also obscures the fact that the world is massively inaccessible to us. If allistics (non-Autistics) never hear our needs voiced, and never see our struggle, they have no reason to adapt to include us. We must demand the treatment we deserve, and cease living to placate those who have overlooked us.”

“E' un meccanismo di sopravvivenza che chi è come me conosce anche troppo bene: quando si comincia a comprendere che la maggior parte dei problemi e degli ostacoli percepiti come insormontabili sono il risultato di una dissonanza tra sé e il resto del mondo, nella maggior parte dei casi si comincia a imitare gli altri, a conformarsi. Nell'autismo questo tentativo frequente di conformità al gruppo di appartenenza viene definito masking, indossare una maschera che copre interamente il volto. Col tempo ne crei una per il lavoro, un'altra per le uscite con gli amici, una per le relazioni affettive. Osservi quello che fanno gli altri, cerchi di imitarne i comportamenti, quel modo di ridere a battute che a te sembrano insignificanti, oppure l'andatura, la prosodia. Ma il discorso vale anche se da adolescente scopri che invece delle ragazze ti piacciono i compagni di scuola, quegli stessi ragazzi che invece manifestano la loro eterosessualità con esuberanza spesso facendo in tua presenza commenti terribili contro chiunque abbia un orientamento differente dal loro. Indossi la maschera se percepisci il tuo genere diverso da quel lo che la società si aspetta tu debba sentire, oppure se non se felice della vita che hai. Quando sei con gli altri, sei gli altri. Poi torni nella solitudine della tua camera e a volte quella maschera si è talmente appiccicata sul tuo volto che non viene via del tutto; col tempo nemmeno ricordi più chi sei, cosa ti faceva emozionare.”