"You seemed almost as fearful of notice and praise as other women were of neglect."
-Edmund Bertram in Mansfield Park
I can't help but feel like Jane Austen "got" me when she wrote of Fanny Price.
Not her perfect morality, just her desire to be good- to be useful.
I so identify with that character and her search for her place.
I was once a little mouse of a girl. I don't know when exactly that changed, but I do remember taking a stand against a plumber who wanted to charge twice his bid for fixing the lines of a rent house we lived in. Not exactly the setting of an Austen novel, but pivotal none the less.
It was one of the first times I just said, "No."
He got me there. Slowly, I'm finding the woman I was meant to be: not too weak, but just weak enough.