Are we all so attached to our desire for acceptance that we must present the personalities we wish we had in order to receive it? It’s such a hindrance in building relationships when the other person is merely performing the show (s)he presumes you want to see. I don’t want the show; I want a backstage pass–I want to see how messy your dressing room is. Return the dog and pony to their rightful owners. Burn the script and dismantle the set. Time offers no refunds, so it’s best to spend it honestly, openly, with genuine dialogue rather than contrived monologues.