Saturday, July 5, 2014

What being an Introvert means to me....

Most people see me as antisocial. I have been called snobby, judgemental, old fashioned,etc. I do not hate being around people. Yes....I'm guilty of being a coffee SNOB(Starbucks , please....Dunkin can suck it!). And I probably am a tad judgemental, but I think we all are to some extent. Old fashioned is a term used for me because of my Christian values....So I'm okay with that one. 
What I really am is introverted. 
Personally....there's way too much drama when it comes to "hanging out" with people. I prefer as little drama as possible from outside sources, cuz I have alot handed to me from within my own family. I also think that introversion(is that even a word?! if not....you get what I'm saying, right?) can change in intensity when our lives around us change. I always kept to myself & was most comfortable, as a kid, when I was alone or with my dogs. Then when I had kids, I was able to be a bit more social, for their sakes. Then about 7 years ago, when I got sick, I NEEDED to stay close to home most of the time. 
Let's get this straight....I don't LOVE being introverted. It's lonely most of the time. I've lost most of my friends BECAUSE of it & the lack of understanding people have for someone like me. Don't get me wrong....I KNOW I'm not a bad friend. I'll give all of myself & help whenever I'm needed. I won't however ASK for help in return, so I think that is a turn off to some people.
My hubby is an extrovert...he thrives on being around other people. This fact leads us to live separate lives. I see the girls that he sometimes hangs out with and it makes me sad & a little self conscious that maybe he would prefer I were like them & not like me.
I don't want to turn people off, but because I'm a bit misunderstood, that's what happens. If I could, I would choose to be less of an Introvert.
But for the time being I will retreat into my world of books and sewing machines.
Come join me, if you're brave!  ;)

1 comment:

  1. I'm the same way. I did spend quite a few years forcing myself to go out and do things I felt uncomfortable with, because I didn't want to miss out on life. I wanted to see the world, so I went back to school, got a great job with international travel, and even spoke to customers at trade shows. Loved the travel, hated the speaking. It was all uncomfortable, but worth the pain (kind of like childbirth). But now I'm safe, back in my cocoon. What you may not realize is that some of those others who are so comfortable with socialization, do understand you and still appreciate and like you for who you are.

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