I started wearing makeup when I was in my early teens to cover acne and give me a bit of self-confidence. It stretched no further than some foundation and a concealer. I really didn’t want anyone to know that I had cosmetics of my face; I was a guy after all.
Correction: I am a guy.
When I was 14 my dad took massively unwell and spent months in hospital. At this age it was too hard for me to deal with and I blocked it out: I mean, I blocked out almost 100% of what had happened. I continued with life with a false sense of happiness, I did well at school and I went to a top-ranking university.
Then reality hit me.
My dad had a brain hemorrhage when I was 14. He was driving a van at the time and my younger sister and I were passengers.
I had went through cycles of anxiety and depression at university, and I couldn’t quite decipher why.
I couldn’t deal with the change my dad made both physically and mentally and I detached myself from reality.
I felt disconnected, I felt spaced out, I felt unreal.
A massive part of me didn’t want to be me and makeup offered that escapism.
I could transform myself into a new person with a new identity and a different life story.
I could suddenly be someone other than Graham, whose father was unwell.
I used to wear a lot of makeup to mask what was going on underneath; I would wear a heavy-duty foundation to try to create a solid foundation in my life; I would wear bold eye makeup to mask the tears in my eyes.
Of course, this is unhealthy. In the words of the late and great Sigmund Freud:
“Unexpressed emotions will never die. They are buried alive and will come forth later in uglier ways.”
Makeup wasn’t a form of expression of the sadness and grief that I was experiencing: it was a way of repressing and hiding it.
As I started to deal with what had happened in my life to my dad, I stopped wearing as much makeup and it became a way of enhancing what was already there.
Suddenly as I felt lighter, so too did my makeup.
I was no longer making-up for what had happened; I was made up and living life despite what had happened.
Makeup should be that little bit of self-therapy you have in the morning as you look in the mirror and think about what lies ahead that day. It shouldn’t be a way of looking in the mirror and stopping your reflection upon the past.
As I have a stronger sense of self and love for who I am, I no longer feel the need to hide myself. I use makeup to open myself up and show the world my inner beauty and sense of calm.
For what people see on the outside, truly is a reflection of what is in the inside.
It is for that exact reason that I only use natural, botanical products which are good for my skin and let my skin and mind have that breathing space.
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