How many masks do you wear in life?

I wore a mask of ice for two years. One of iron for a few years after that..last year I swore to stop lying unless it was absolutely necessary. To let my walls down more. So now, most of the time I truly am who I am..to the world. In a dangerous situation, in one where people think they can play with my head and get away with it..I suppose I slip into the character of someone who they can't hurt. Who doesn't fear them (which I don't truly, but depending..some people can get my adrenaline pumping), who may in fact be scarier than they are. To me, today..my masks..the faces I allow people to see..are all pieces of myself. I guess I truly am a complicated person because no matter how many of them I wear..there's always more. But even if they are masks, it doesn't mean they hold part of the truth. my "scary" mask, though tells them that I'm tougher than them..which may or may not be the truth..it shows them a piece of my darkness. The side of me I don't fully loose because it could have repercussions it could land me in jail for lol. Just a peek. A glance into a person I could suddenly become if I so chose. Other times people will see a shy, meek little girl. Which is more body language than expression..it's when I wish people to leave me alone. It doesn't mean I'm meek, though I may be a bit shy that moment..it's kind of like when a mouse curls into a ball, trying to make itself smaller, unnoticeable. But..it's all my choice. It's what I choose to show people. I guess that's what happened when you learn to lie so well, you become a great actress (it also probably doesn;t help I understand a bit of the human mind lol). But yeah..I haven't counted how many masks. I don't wear them everyday. I'm mostly a recluse..though not exactly by choice, so I don't have to deal with my family everyday..and I don't talk very much to them constantly, so the masks are usually necessary. These days at least. A Every Month? I may wear four masks.

nothing and i don't wear any masks in my life.

I don't really care for being fake, being someone somebody else wants me to be. I like to just be myself and if people don't like it, who cares. I can admit when I was younger I tried to be someone I wasn't just to impress others, but I soon grew out of that. I realized that it doesn't matter what people think of you, just what you think of you. That is all that matters is your opinion of yourself.

I think that I have to put on a mom mask, wife mask, friend mask, happy mask, and so on I have lost count I am being treated for depression but before I always had to be what people wanted to see or hear nobody really accepted that I was depressed and that was me