I’m a bit of social chameleon. I learned this skill as an introvert’s survival tactic. It’s recently been useful in hostile work environs, too. Blending in with scenery seems ideal when the notion of mere conversation stresses you out. Self-camouflage makes you appear less threatening to those individuals fearful of your strong will and stronger opinions. Ideally, you’re only blending in for a paycheck or working towards a temporary goal. If you find yourself blending in out of fear of standing out, that’s another problem entirely.
Here’s some unsolicited advice: Find your values or principles and tune your ears to those things alone. Reject those things which do not match your current frequency. Don’t be afraid to tune out when something sounds entirely antithetical to your desired wavelength. Bear in mind, I’m assuming you that you’re tuned to the real Truth, the voice of God. The wisdom He produces can feel like noise amidst the discordant noises of the world. He’s much easier to tune out than listen to for His sounds are but whispers in your heart.
I speak of strength for I am a willful woman. Too often have I attempted to force fate’s hand. I was selfish and afraid, so I forced change. This began a series of forced changes; some in the ending of relationships or in trying to initiate them. I’ve learned since that turning the wrong way down a one-way street puts you in a world of hurt. At best, you’re in for an awkward turn around. At worst, you get wrecked.
Eventually, I learned that bared fangs were a necessity as a woman. Unfortunately, I began manifesting this hostility elsewhere. My teeth were at the throats of those who weren’t a threat.
I’m not predisposed to subtlety. I’m full of life and passion which overflow into all that I do. I live loudly; sometimes that can be a lot to handle. I’m not terribly bothered by my vivacity or with how most others feel about it.