  This is a tough one in a way. Trying to take a hard look at yourself can be painful. And the ego will kick in and make some excuses for sure. So this is who I am (in my own perception) at this moment. I promise you that I can me quite funny and light hearted, but it seems the shit is rising to the top first in my blogging experience. This is feeling very theraputic for me releasing all this sad stuff.
I hope someone gets off on it on some level. I should mention I have a few glasses of wine in me as I write this. I will try to be as balanced as possible. I think I am a nice person. I really like to listen to people, I am not one of those that nods their heads waiting for you to stop talking so I can say something else, totally ignoring what you've just spoken. I am a listener, you have my ear if you are making any kind of sense or have a point.
As long as you aren't babbling. I think I am fairly intelligent. I am not as smart as I think I am though. I say this because on some things I can be so perceptive yet on others I haven't got a clue. For instance I am extremely sarcastic, yet a lot of other people's sarcasm flies right over my head. I love my parents.
There, I've said it. Just like any parent/sibling relationship I have my gripes, but overall they have been supportive and loving thruout my life. God bless you. At this point you may have noticed I haven't gone on about degrees I hold, or how much money I make. I have not been steadily employed since 2000. But that is not why I don't brag.
I don't brag because I don't define myself by my work. I didn't when I was making 50K a year and I don't now. I am chronically curious. This goes hand in hand with the listening aspect. Even when I have absolutely decided on something, I will ask someone's opinion. Quite often their opinion will either reinforce mine in a totally new way, or challenge it in a way I never expected.
I have opinions. But if my opinions are enlightened by someone else, I don't have the slightest problem with changing them. I see this as a great strength. Some people ask why. I say why not. Is the glass half full or half empty?
I am more concerned with exactly how much is in the glass. 
