I know what shy is, and I am not shy. At least not anymore. Growing up that’s all I was. It is what people told me I was. It was what I didn’t want to be. The dictionary defines shy as these words: bashful, easily embarrassed, timid, restrained, and reserved. Shy is thought of as a permanent personality trait. It is something you are and will continue to be. Knowing as a little girl what gained the most attention, I avoided it. I monitored my behavior with a microscope and punished myself for getting out of the box I held myself in. At times the box was safe and kept me from embarrassment but most of the time my box was a prison and the unrealistic standards I held myself to added to my anxiety.