I wear a mask every day.

It covers up my insecurities and flaws.

Leaving nothing but perfection.

I’m forced to play this role.

Every day I put on a costume, wear my mask, and say my lines on the stage that is my life.

I never auditioned to play this role.

I did not ask for this part.

I do not know who the character I'm playing is.

She looks like me, she sounds like me, but she is not me.

But I can fool the audience into believing that she is me.

The truth is,

This character is fake.

My image is fake.

My mask is fake.

Everything is fake.

The script is full of lies.

Strategically written to deceive others into believing that my mask is real.

But eventually, the mask starts to feel real.

It becomes harder and harder to take it off.

The mask becomes a part of me.

Saying my lines on stage becomes easier with each performance.

The line between lies and truth becomes blurred.

The mask makes it harder to see myself.

My vision is hazy.

Everything around me is a fog.

It's impossible to see through the mist.

But one day the mask will come off for good.

All the layers will be peeled back until there is nothing but the real version of me.

When I shed that mask, I will finally be able to see clearly again.

No more script, no more costume, and no more mask.

The show is finally over, and I have taken my last bow.

It is time for the curtain to close.

Goodbye, mask.