The "Final Unmasking"

Dear Delyara, We were the perfect couple on Instagram. We had the smiles, the vacations, and the coordinated lives that everyone envied. But behind the screen, we were two strangers living in a cold war. I was so tired of pretending that your "bad moods" weren't actually cruelty. I was tired of editing our life to make it look like a fairy tale when it felt like a prison. Tonight, I stripped off the mask. I wrote a letter to the audience I’ve been lying to, and a letter to the person I’ve been hiding from. I am admitting that it failed. I am admitting that I am lonely even when you’re in the room. By putting the truth on this paper, I am making it real. I am choosing a messy, honest life over a beautiful, golden lie.