We've been talking about masking and burnout in my community lately, and I keep thinking about how many people carry this quietly — either themselves, or watching it happen in their child. For those who don't know, masking is the exhausting work of suppressing or camouflaging who you are to fit in — and burnout is often what happens when the body finally runs out of capacity to keep doing it. I'd love to hear from people here, life experience and individual experience is valuable. Have you experienced masking yourself — consciously or not? Have you watched your child hold it together all day, then fall apart the moment they're home? Did you even have a word for it before you stumbled across it? No right answers, no advice needed — just genuinely curious what people's experiences look like. 💙