I'm sure it's more complicated than this, but--Let's pretend there are two parts to Day. There's hyper-critical (in the good way of critical), academic, intellectual me, who is smart, often a jerk (though often on accident), and to some people intimidating. Then there's the soft nougatie center: melodramatic, playful, silly, self-important, exceptionally empathetic, passionate, sad, and in many ways childlike--in short, unapologetically emotional as all hell.
Introspective thought of the Day: Both personas make people uncomfortable. The thing that sometimes makes people comfortable is to put on diplomatic-face, which is EXHAUSTING--and feels more like a hard earned skill than an authentic presentation of myself. Except, I do authentically want to make people comfortable. Sometimes. In some ways. I think.
No sir, I am Not prickly. I don't know why you people say those things about me. Humph.
An exception: Day in a crisis--who is simply badass. Maybe I'm just more comfortable around people who are uncomfortable?
Lately, childlike emotional Day seems to have been putting in more appearances. Oh crying in public. . . you knew I wouldn't abandon you.
surely there's got to be some sort of middle ground?