Draw this again: the masks

The idea of this picture actually is a very old one, spawned from my mind after a terrible day in my life.
I'm what most people around me call a weirdo. And while now proud of it, it was hard before to be so.

I lost a friend I always thought would support me when I was younger, after telling her I found 'soft-safe vore' funny.
And that day when the idea for this picture first came to me, I had told my parents about me not wanting sexual relations with anyone.
They refused to admit it could be possible and rejected who I was. They keep doing so to this day, and we had an argument about it recently...
And this idea came back. Because to survive in this world, I had to put many masks.

I had to hide who I am, pretend to like things I did not, act as who I was not...

And sometime I wonder if I can still recall who I am...