Underneath

I've often mentioned how one's true character isn't really ever exposed unless under duress - as humans we have an amazing ability to allow others to see in us exactly what we wish them to - a construct which usually cannot withstand scrutiny through the cracks of stress. While none of us are perfect, and we all have moments of weakness or an acute inability to cope, these things usually pass. A single incident shouldn't constitute, "character." Handling events with aplomb is something I pride myself on. Still, it was a learned behavior.

But when patterns emerge...

Color me surprised. Color me very surprised.