One day during my undergrad years, I was asked to complete a personality assessment called True Colors. If you’ve never heard of it, all you need to know is that it’s like many of the assessments you can find floating around on Facebook profiles. You circle the things you like and the things you don’t like and BOOM, you are presented with a color that is supposed to detail your personality.
These assessments are supposed to be fun. I’m supposed to get a clear cut answer that says “Yes, you are orange. You like banana flavored ice cream and have the aptitude to become a professional lacrosse player.” It’s supposed to bring clarity. But for me, these assessments always brought confusion. The truth is, I’m kind of shifty. And I don’t mean shifty as in I’m the type to steal lipstick from Target. I mean my personality is malleable. I’m a pistacio girl AND a chocolate peanut butter chunk girl, in both ice cream and in life (whatever that means).
Having a malleable personality makes it difficult to do many things, like know what your college major is going to be, or what style choices suit you best. It can be frustrating. It can make you want to scream “I just want to be orange!” or “Just tell me if I’m a dragon or if I’m a koala!” It can put you in a perpetual state of fear that you’ll never make a choice, or worse, that you’ll make a choice and it will be all wrong.
However, with every negative there is a positive, and the positive to having a malleable personality is that it makes me a great writer. I’m able to create multi dimensional characters who have rich, fantastic lives. I firmly believe my malleable personality makes me good for one thing, and that one thing happens to be my biggest passion: fiction writing.