Why Do We Feel We Have to Hide Behind a Mask? (Part 1)
As I sorted through childhood pictures, I saw a little girl. She looked like me, dark eyes, curly hair and brown skin. But she was different. She had a quiet confidence about her. Although she was young, she knew who she was. She wasn’t scared to be herself. A box had not yet been assigned to her. There was no need for a mask. She was free to be herself.