🎶 ─── A deep emptiness now filled my mind, like an empty room where the echoes of questions resonated without answers. Who am I, truly? And where did I belong in this world? A strong urge to escape gripped me tightly. Like a clown hiding tears behind their mask, the skill of acting with a laughter is my strategy for dealing with anxiety on stage.

ㅤㅤ“It's a self-created defence, a tactic I use to channel my concentration. The taunts of others barely bothered me; my skin was thick against their jokes.” 🌟

ㅤㅤ👟..ㅤㅤ INSECURITY
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However, this layer of resilience only lasted for a moment, because the instant I felt their piercing gaze, a paralysing stiffness gripped my body. It was as if roots of fear were growing under my feet, holding me in place. Was another failure imminent, a repetitive cycle of disappointment?