My friend Chase passed away on Wednesday March 31st. Chase was someone that was known by all and loved by many. His wake was packed. The best way to describe it was the May Day Parade. Yes, t was that packed. Everybody who was anybody was there. And everyone was there telling stories about an encounter they had with him.
During the funeral, his brothr, and my best friend, Brandon got up to speak. One of the things that Brandon mentioned was that Chase was never afraid to be himself. You see, Chase was gay. And no, he wasn’t the quiet gay man that walks into a room and people wonder “Is he or isn’t he.” Chase was gay. And he was proud. And he was never afraid to be that. He was always himself. Period. He never tried to front and be something other than what he was. He was truly a class act. People can say whatever they want to say about him, but they can never say that he was fake or funny acting or whatever the fuck. Whether he was doing your hair, picking out your outfit or getting you right together, He was real. He was genuine. he was the one and only Joaquin Chase Mason. RIP Chase
The point of me telling you all of this is that I think we all need to take a page from Chase’s book. So many of us are concerned about how others envision us that we can never truly be ourselves. We don’t want people to think that we are different so we conform to the norm, regardless of how it makes us feel inside. I’m a facebook junkie and everyday there are hundreds of people saying “Imma do me” but in reality you aren’t doing you, you are doing somebody else.
Some of us portray a certain image to the world when in reality we are the complete opposite. We are dying inside because we want to fit in so badly. We sacrifice our own happiness to please others. But the question is why? Why are willing to give up our own personalities to be what the world wants us to be. Why can’t we be comfortable in our own skin?
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