Posts made in December, 2013

A brutally honest account from an introvert

Posted by on Dec 20, 2013 in Life in Writing | 0 comments

I love people. Don’t get me wrong. It took me a really long time to adjust to living with another person. As an only child, I got used to sharing space and time with no one in particular. I had a fair amount of friends as a child, and a handful of good friends in high school as well. When Brad and I were about 20, we decided to move in together. It took awhile for Brad to get used to how much I liked solitude, and frankly, it took me just as long to get used to living with another person. Brad also was an only child growing up, but would spend more time with neighbouring children and had more friends at close proximity. I didn’t even know what an introvert was until many years later. At around 2008, I started developing some harsh anxiety and left university to focus on my mental health. Because I suddenly had gained some free time and didn’t spend much time around other people, I had a pretty constant desire to see friends. I didn’t find myself drained or exhausted. I genuinely wanted to spend time around them. Summer came and went, and Brad and I moved into a new apartment with our new family member–a kitten named Lady Pansy–while I adjusted to my new job as a waitress. I suddenly started to realise that I didn’t like spending time around people as much as I thought I did. The very idea of hanging out with friends became an exhausting prospect. I would start to ignore my phone to catch up on some well-needed writing and reading time. Even planned dates or hang outs with people would become things I would dread. I didn’t know that this was because I was spending much more time around people and needed to recharge. I’m going to stop for a moment and point out that if you think this makes me a bad friend, you likely don’t know what an introvert is. Here are a few articles to help you along your way: How to Intract with the Introverted, 7 Positives that only Introverts would Understand, 23 Signs that you Might be an Introvert, 5 Things you need to Know about Introverts. Think you’ve got it now? Excellent. I’ll proceed. I didn’t really know I was an introvert. In fact, a lot of people would likely think of me as an extrovert upon meeting me. I’m very friendly and approachable. I work in customer service, so I see and talk to a number of people on a daily basis. I have a metric ton of acquaintances; it’s hard for me to go anywhere without seeing someone I know. I have extroverted hobbies, like singing, acting and going to concerts. Sounds like an extrovert? Not quite. I have cancelled many plans for the mere reason that I have seen far too many people that week and I just want to sit quietly with my cats and recharge. I have, out of frustration, ignored doorbells when not expecting anyone over. The only time I answer my phone without hesitation is when work is calling me, and that’s only because being available is part of my job description. Otherwise, I very regularly screen my phone calls. Continuing with my story, I had some friends who were starting to wonder if something was wrong. I had a lot less time than before, plus I was seeing an awful lot of people a day and, as a waitress, dealing with conflict as well. I would pass on hangouts and tell Brad to see our friends alone while I caught up with my own mind. I changed jobs and was finding myself working 40 hours a week as a barista, which made my introversion even more prominent. Eventually, I embraced it. I stopped letting myself worry about whether or not people would be upset if I wanted to spend time with them. I explained to my closest friends that I’ve never really spent a lot of time with others and that the period of time...

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