There is the me that I show the world. I strive to be the best that I can be and overcome the obstacles that are put in my path. Be it the disabilities, stigmas, or the common cold I strive for that bit of perfection that others often find daunting in my personality that I present to the world at face value.
But then there is the me that is rarely seen. The me that I try to hide from the world. The big marshmallow, the wimp, the one that wants to hide from life and all of its meanness.
However when I am backed into a corner my claws come out. I will defend my friends and loved ones tooth and nail. Recently I had to do just that and though its quite draining I would do it again.
I will never have the personality type like Amy in the novel; a Type A personality. I just don't have it in me to be two radically different personalities. I can't manipulate people into doing what they don't want but only what they really want to do and just don't realize it. I call it persuasion. I'll state the facts of the options and show them what could happen if they choose any of them. Of course I'll play up the good of the option I'd like them to go for but that is as far as I go.