We all wear masks.
Sometimes to protect ourselves.
Sometimes to be accepted.
Sometimes because we don’t even know who we are underneath.
We say “I’m fine.”
We smile when we’re breaking.
We nod along when something inside screams no.
But what if…
you stopped pretending?
What if today, you told the truth — first to yourself, then to the world?
Would things fall apart?
Or would they finally fall into place?
The fear of being real is heavy.
But the weight of being fake is heavier.
Maybe people would leave.
But maybe the right ones would finally come closer.
What’s one thing you’ve been pretending about… even to yourself?
