Don’t you hate when everyone at work asks “are you ok?” like 40 times? You have to fake it. You have to keep a mask on all the time, pretending to be someone else. 

It’s exhausting. 

It finally catches up. You’re physically/mentally/emotionally exhausted. Just can’t keep the mask on any longer. 

I just experienced the proverbial straw on the camels back. I can’t fake it any more. Not for my wife. Not for my family. Not for myself. 

I’m done keeping myself in check for their benefit.