I have known for a long time that I wear a "mask" to cover up the real me. It has almost become me, and in a psychological fight with myself, part of me will not allow that mask to become myself entirely, even though the world that perceives me is accustomed to the masked me. In my experience, the mask I have created is my defense mechanism against a world that I feel doesn't understand me. So my thought is... are these masks necessary to navigate a world that has a hard time accepting something different or new? or should we fight an endless battle of intolerance?