Mask We Wear

When are we at our most real? Is it when we feel protected from judgement? Is conformity that powerful? Our trends in fashion dictate so much about our lives, yet some of us still are so fake and unreal to ourselves that we don't even know who we really are. Quoting "Hamlet" "to thine own self be true" Strangely Hamlet is in disguise throughout most of the play and through this disguise is more real then he could possibly be otherwise.
How often have you been to a Halloween or Masquerade party, where people are acting completely crazy, this I am certain we have all been exposed to. Why is it that people so protected behind masks will act out their most carnal and innermost desires? Is it that with no one to know who we are we feel free to do anything? I relate this to drinking so very often, masks are not always things cut to look like werewolves or other creatures, masks can be drug related, alcohol related, or even identity related. Am I not more or less writing this anonymously in that am I not wearing a mask of some fashion.
Masks...i remember times when I drank so I would have said or done anything; However the next day I regretted all I had said and done, but my mask had allowed me to do those things. We are definitely responsible for our actions even behind those masks, but that sheer ability for us to wear them to accomplish our goals seems to me that the human race has lots of identity issues, mostly warped senses of who we are supposed to be. I have fallen victim to this at karaoke bars where I wouldn't sing because of people not liking it, or not dancing with the girl because I'm not the best dancer in the world. Countless other things come to mind, where if only I had been wearing a mask at the time to hide my identity I would have done things I actually really wanted to do. This has got to stop, it is time for people to live how they want to live, watch what they want to watch, read what they want to read..etc.....etc...etc...
Masks are a fine thing, something to supplement you like a crutch, but if you constantly have to rely on it to get you in to places that you want to go, or to do things you want to do, then you have lost a large portion of your identity, and in essence your you.