Balance is important. Where there is love, there is hate; where there is good, there is evil; where there is a person frowning, there is a person smiling; where there is life, there is death. This is the story of how I stopped smiling, and how I lost myself in the process of twisting my lips into a grin, because even the ones with the brightest smiles may have haunting fears. This is the story of how I told myself: 'You aren't special' - and how I corrected myself along the way.  

  "We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin.”