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I’m not ashamed of the masks I wore. They were created to protect me when I didn’t feel safe being fully seen. I learned to read rooms before I learned how to be myself—to shrink and hide parts of who I am. Not because I was fake, but because it felt necessary to survive. Those masks were built from a belief that I wasn’t enough, protecting the parts of me that feared rejection. I hid because I thought being seen might make people stop loving me. Now I’m learning something di