Who Am I?

The other day someone asked me what I do for a living, at first I said I don’t have a job. Which is a huge lie. Or an understatement, depending on how you view it.

I work one day a week in an office setting, I freelance for online news media and I’m an author. So, technically I don’t have a job, I have jobs.

When I stop and think about it, typing those words out are much easier than saying them, especially the I’m an author part.

I don’t why it’s hard for me to tell people I meet in person I’m a writer, on the Internet, I have no problem with that phrase. It seems everyone has an Internet version of themselves and an ‘in-person’ version of themselves. For me, the Internet Amanda is the most honest, who-I-am-this-moment me.  Amanda 2.0, if you will.

So who is the real me, the Amanda that shouts to the web she’s a writer or the Amanda that meekly admits she’s a writer to a stranger she meets on the street?

I understand that I’m both. It’s just a matter of comfort zones. I’m more comfortable online, as thus far, that’s where my fan base is. I’m secure, I know who I am here. I know people read what I write, and like it. I have lots of friends here.

Please tell me I’m not alone in feeling like I have two selves. If you feel like you have another you online, I’d love to hear about it. Tell me, who or what is your Internet self?