Who I Really Am

I am a man who believes in the importance of individuals.
The main thing about me is that I see meaning in everyone’s effort to live.

I always exercise politeness and show respect where deserved.
I feel most like me when I am alone.

What I like most about a person is there degree of friendliness.

I will be most impressed by the genuine effort they make to be kind.
I get angry when people put down others, or brag about their own abilities.
I feel happiest when everyone is chummy.

I believe in the potential people have inside of them.
One thing I want to accomplish is to leave people with a sense of possibility.

What I like most about myself is how I stick to my personal ideals even when everything is negative.

I hate it when people coerce others for whatever reason.
I was originally optimistic about the adult world, but now remain guarded about people.
I feel least like me when I am in a group larger than four people.

If you really knew me, you would see the hope I hide from people.
I feel weakest when people do not believe in my abilities.
When I feel angry I silently rage.
On a rainy day I like to walk the quiet city streets and parks with umbrella and overcoat.

I feel good when I remember my grandfather, and his soft-spoken optimism.

When I'm alone I feel sad, because I am reminded of who people won’t see.
Most of all I really want to belong.
I was the type of child who kept trying to fit in.
One thing I'd like to change about myself is my dependency on the viewpoints of others.

I feel strongest when validated.
On a beautiful day I like to walk my dog.
My favorite pastime is multiplayer computer games.
When I feel happy, I like to call people on my cell phone.
If my relationship with my best friend were to end, I would be very sad.

My Child Within is tired of not getting validation from my parents, family, colleagues, or friends.

Who I Pretend To Be

I pretend to be savvy business person.

Most people do not know that I have skills and abilities.

I give the impression of being junior or inexperienced.

The mask I wear is unreadable.

On the surface, I am a corporate drone.

The game I play is survival through conformity.

I hide behind a suit.

I never wear makeup.

The clothes I wear indicate conformity and disarray.

The car I drive shows that I fall victim to ads.

My job or profession shows others that bureaucracies create waste.

The real me hides under a tie.

How long I've been pretending goes back 16 years, upon entering the workforce.

How often I pretend is every time I sit in this cubicle.