Introspection

• I think I send a “back off!” message to guys, even if I don’t like them but wouldn’t mind being friends with them, because I’m afraid that if I trust them, even a little bit, I’ll get hurt.
• I think that a lot of times I seem hardhearted, but it’s only because that’s how I’ve learned to protect myself.
• I think that even though I say I’m “realistic”, I’m really more cynical than I’d like to believe.
• I don’t believe that it’s ever just one thing.
• I think I’m nicer to the person that rings me up at Starbucks than I am to my friends and family, because the person at Starbucks isn’t going to know me long enough to be able to hurt me, but my friends and family will.
• I think the characters in my stories are often overly-emotional, because I repress my own emotions so much.
• Sometimes I feel like Tibby, walking around going, “Screw the world!” because it seems so, so much easier than feeling something.
• I think the real me could probably be such an amazing person, if I weren’t so afraid to let people past the tough, sarcastic shield I put up.