We spend a large part of our existence hiding characteristics that are part of our uniqueness.
We fragment ourselves into a thousand little pieces - an attempt to assemble them into another, maybe a more beautiful, more perfect version of ourselves, a version that we think is more acceptable to others and to the world.
We close up those that don't fit into the puzzle of our expectations in a little box that floats around inside us, somewhere between the conscious and unconscious sides of our mind.