I stopped using make-up three years ago. First, I stopped using facial creams, foundation and compact powder. No matter how reticently applied, they resulted in my face to start looking like a death mask as the day progressed. Then I stopped using eye make-up. The eye make-up began to accentuate the deadness of my eyes even as my eyes’ deadness increased. Then I stopped looking at myself in the mirror so as to avoid being incredulous and losing all hope. Then I stopped looking at other people so as to avoid seeing the shock of disgust in their eyes. Then I stopped seeing people, making friends, and speaking more than the situation strictly requires. I had stopped exposing myself to the risk of being taken pictures of quite some time before all that. I’m flaunting my body silently from a distance these days.