When I was a kid, I often had visions and dreams of a two-headed wolf. One head was timid and fearful and whined a lot; the other head snarled, had red eyes, and growled/barked a lot. It would attack the timid head just as much as it threatened/attacked other people. It was quite a good symbol of how I felt most of the time. And if that's not the realist, deepest shit a child can have visions of, I don't know what is.