Cocoon

I used to have this shell that I carried around for most of my adult life.

I don't know why I decided to distinguish lines in my persona amongst different people, but I did. I had a semi-conservative version of myself, and then there was the real Kate. My other persona made me become constantly mistaken as being shy or reserved, I was always offend when that comment somehow made its way back to me.

Me? Shy? GTFOH.

In hindsight I think I was a bit of a snob, refusing to exert extra energy on anyone and everyone that wasn't already worthy of my time. Yeah. When I say it like that I was definitely a snob. Ok, guilty. Knowing is half the battle and I've since grown up.

The beauty of my journey since 2012 is that I no longer carry a shell. So whatever you see here, this is me. 

Actually—instead of a shell, lets just say I emerged from my cocoon, like a butterfly. CORNY AS FUCK, but it works. *winking emoticon here*