Last week, in a sharepost here, I wrote:
We excel at wearing the mask. We fool our friends, our loved ones, our colleagues, our doctors, even. Deep down inside, however, we are the crying clown, our souls in torment, our psyches in a thousand pieces.
It appears I struck a chord. Says MerelyMe:
I read this and I started to just about cry because you have absolutely nailed it with precision. It is so much about wearing a mask...it takes such an incredible amount of energy to fit in and act "normal"...

