I hold in my drama or deny my drama, even from my most intimates, sometimes from myself. It does leak out in the worst of circumstances, though. Primarily my drama is internal and only comes out when I'm alone or in my art. Even then, I share it through metaphor and secret codes that only I will get.
My daughter, who is very externally dramatic, always talks about how she wishes she was more like me and didn't get upset. "Oh honey," I say to her, "if you only knew." I always think of myself as a crab hiding all of my gooey-ness within. The idea of that shell being cracked open really scares me.
The image I want to present is deep, mysterious, enigmatic, creative- not dramatic. I have a hard time with overly dramatic people. I see them and think, deal with that yourself, don't dump it on others. But at my lowest I do that, too, which makes me hate myself all the more.
I love drama in artistic expression, very much so. I guess that's because I see art as an expression of intrapersonal drama, which sustains and inspires me, while I find interpersonal drama overwhelming and emotionally taxing.