Building a platform of authenticity takes more courage than I’m willing to give myself credit for. I’m more of a hide in the shadows, avoid the spotlight kinda girl. Scrutiny has a tendency to make me nervous. I become vulnerable and insecure. Yet here I am, in the midst of my deep desire to stay hidden, craving something more. Something real, something true, something relatable. Not just from others, but from myself too. Because it’s when we remove our masks, that we are most alike. Suddenly all of our outward differences don’t matter quite as much. We realize we’re just simply two people trying to navigate the highs and lows of life.