And so I no longer hide. I finally made the decision. and soon after, it was clear to see that 90% of the stress I’d carried through the years was because I hid myself, pretended, smiled when I didn’t want to, silenced myself when my song was emerging through my very skin. I denied myself and so my world inside was a crumbling mess. I stopped hiding and was blown away by how easy it was to live after. Living became natural again. And being me was no longer a problem. They don’t teach this stuff in schools but they should. they really, really should. Real living is about unhiding. That’s when everything starts to make sense.