We all have them. Masks. The mask that we hide behind. The mother mask, the wife mask, the daughter or son mask. See what I mean.
This blog is going to be 2 of us, taking the mask off. Saying what we really want to say. We might swear, or talk nasty, or yell at someone. So if you are the faint of heart, don’t bother reading. It’s going to be real.