There was a part of her that wondered what would happen if she let them all in on the secret - that some mornings, it was hard to get out of bed & put on someone else’s smile; that she was standing on air, a fake smile who laughed at all the right jokes & whispered all the right gossip & attracted the right guy, a fake who had nearly forgotten what it felt like to be real.. & who, when you get right down to it, didn’t want to remember because it hurt more than this.