introverted
I will tell you something, I am an introvert. But the truth is that I absolutely love people. I enjoy conversation, meeting new people, and hanging out with friends. But, and here is the strange part (feel free to disagree), I usually get this burdened feeling inside when I find out there is something social I am expected to attend. Unconsciously, I begin to make up excuses–watertight reasons why I should just go home.
Not all the time, I guess, but most of the time.
Honestly, I almost always want to just go home after the show and not hang out. I have to force myself to be social. Most of the time I would rather close my door and write, read, play the piano (if one is available), or listen to music…I like to be by myself. I get a lot of life from that.
However, when I do hang out with people, I really enjoy myself. But I particularly like the conversations; I like when I can speak with one person, find out more about their life, their thoughts, the history that shaped their life.
So for a long time I was under the misconception that I was shy. I realize now this is not the case. I am an introvert who loves people but does need time alone. And the world is happier when I get it. Maybe the world is an exaggeration; perhaps more to the point–I am happier.
I think I will buy some Jason Mraz music and listen to it. Alone. But if you want to contact me, don’t be scared, because remember? I do love people.
