This is where years of mask-wearing got me —
1 – I sometimes hid the best parts of me.
2 – I lost track of the real me — unsure where my mask ended and my skin started.
3 – I alienated friends. I knew it for sure when I got this email the other day: “When I think of you in college … all I remember was a girl who was so together, I was scared to be your friend.”
It’s time to smash our masks. Join me at (In)courage today. (Click here.)