So there I was, replying to a forum post, being calm and composed, when life happened. I left my laptop unattended for two minutes.
Enter my Gen Z kid!
When I returned, I was greeted with an apology, a confession, and a look after going through a few of my online replies.
He goes,
âWhat is HO?â
I said, very earnestly,
âIt stands for humble opinion.â
He stared at me. Rolled his eyes-
âHUMBLE opinion?â
âExcuse me?â
âWho are you and what did you do to my mother?â
âWhere is she?â
Apparently, I Have a Public Personality!
In my mind, I was just being polite. Measured. Civilized. According to my child, I was committing character assassination on myself.
This is when my inner conversation began.
Do I really sound like this in public? Am I out here saying âIn my humble opinionâ like a monk with Wi-Fi? Since when did I become⌠kind?
At home I have opinions, strong and loud ones. Delivered unfiltered and unannounced ![]()
But in public?
âJust sharing a thoughtâ
âRespectfully addingâ
âOpen to all perspectivesâ
The Two Versions of Me Have Been Identified
There is:
HOME ME- direct, sarcastic, emotionally efficient
PUBLIC ME- graceful, balanced, possible wearing linen ![]()
To him, âhumble opinionâ didnât sound like wisdom.
It sounded like identity theft.
This realization hits hard. Why do we soften in public?
Why do we become the emotional equivalent of âno offense, butâŚâ?
Because apparently, when others are watching, we activate Public Relations Mode.
At home, Iâm a person.
In public, Iâm a brand.
And my kid?
He just reminded meâvery lovingly that my brand is suspiciously polite.
Ever noticed how youâre a philosopher, singer, and life-coach when alone but the moment someone walks in, you turn into a socially acceptable, slightly muted version of yourself?
Alone, youâre bold. You dance like rent is free. You rehearse arguments youâll never have. You give Oscar-worthy interviews to imaginary hosts.
When youâre alone, thereâs no surveillance. No judgment. No performance review. You talk to yourself out loud. You laugh at jokes you just thought of. You eat straight from the container like a rebel. You feel deeply, think freely, and express dramatically. This version of you is raw, unfiltered, and emotionally fluent.
Why? Because thereâs no one to impress. No one to explain yourself to. No one to manage.
In solitude, you are not a brandâyou are a being.
Now introduce people.
Suddenly, posture improves. Tone changes. Vocabulary gets formal. You smile more. You nod at things you donât agree with. You pretend to be âfineâ while your soul is composing a three-page monologue. This isnât hypocrisy. This is social intelligence. Humans evolved in tribes. Being accepted meant survival. So your brain learned to ask, at lightning speed:
âIs this safe to say?â
âWill this make me look weird?â
âShould I laugh now?â
Your personality goes through a quick edit, like Instagram, but emotional.
The difference between alone-you and public-you is the presence of the Inner Editor.
When alone, the editor is on vacation. When others are around, the editor clocks in early, brings coffee, and says:
âOkay, letâs not say that.â
âTone it down.â
âBe likable.â
âDonât overshare. Again.â
This editor isnât evil. Itâs protective. Itâs trying to help you belong. But sometimes⌠it overdoes it.
So Which One Is the âRealâ You?
Both are real.
You are not fake in public.
You are not dramatic in private.
You are CONTEXTUAL.
Just like water becomes ice or steam depending on temperature, you adapt to emotional climates. Thatâs not inauthentic, thatâs human.
The issue only arises when the gap becomes too wide:
When public-you feel like a costume. And private-you feel like the only place you can breathe
Thatâs when exhaustion enters.
Growth isnât about becoming the same everywhere.
Itâs about letting some of your private honesty leak into public life.
Maybe:
Saying â I donât knowâ without apologizing
Laughter a lil louder
Pausing before auto-agreeing
Letting silence exist without filling it
You donât need to perform authenticity. You just need to stop hiding it so aggressively.
You act differently alone and around others not because youâre fake, but because youâre aware. And awareness is power⌠as long as it doesnât turn into a prison. So the next time you notice your personality switching modes, smile and think- ah yes, the human software is adjusting to its environment.â
Totally normal.
Slightly hilarious.
Very you.
Also, donât leave your laptop unattended ![]()