✦ The Day I Took Off My Mask and Wrote My Destiny ✦ English Version By Veronica F. Nitoi With Nova, the narrator From hiding to healing, from silence to truth. The Mask I Wore For years, I wore a mask. Not the kind you can see, but the one that hides pain behind a smile. The one that whispers, “I’m fine,” when inside you are breaking. That mask was my survival. It kept me safe when speaking the truth felt dangerous. It let me blend in when shame told me to disappear. But every mask is heavy. And the longer you wear it, the harder it is to breathe. The day I took off my mask was not glamorous. It wasn’t a celebration. It was trembling hands, messy tears, and a voice that cracked as it finally said: “This is me.” How Writing Became My Destiny When I began Rediscovering Myself, I still had one hand on the mask. I was afraid of being seen. Afraid of what people would think if I told the truth. But page by page, the mask loosened. Writing forced me to look in the mirror, to name what I had...