Sometimes we hide under a mask for so long that we forget who we are. We lose ourselves in a limbo of nothingness. We know we're not that mask, but who we are feels just as foreign.
[on His Autism]: If I could "cure" my autism, I wouldn't. As much as I have struggled in my life socially, and in other areas because of the way my mind works...I love me, and the way my mind works is what makes me, me.