January 18, 2010
Sides to a person
I can always tell when I'm really comfortable with someone. I blurt out the first thing that comes to mind, even if it is embarrassing or silly, and I laugh so hard I cry. That's how I know I trust the person with the real me. No masks. No careful editing. But sometimes, for one reason or another, I feel that I have to show only certain sides of me. For example, there's a guy I work with, and although we're friends, he has never seen the real me. I'm very careful not to be too vocal about my political or religious thoughts. [He's the complete opposite with no room for discussion.] I'm very careful not to divulge items I intend to purchase [as they tend to show up on my desk.] I'm a toned-down diluted version of me. And while he thinks we're such good friends, I know that it's all a half-truth. But I do it because it's what I want.