Did you know that I wear a mask too? The mask I wear is different than yours in some ways, but still fundamentally the same where it matters the most.
It never truly falls. One mask may fall away but there is always another underneath, waiting to be exposed to the light, so I can continue to hide in the dark. By now, I fear that I've forgotten what my true self is really like (or if there ever was a true "me" to begin with).
I've been lying to myself. But, now... I want the lying to end so this can end too.
I truly hope that you're ready (I know that I certainly have my own reservations about the matter).