Aren’t Vacations Refreshing? *Insert Sarcasm Here*

Summer is in full swing, and you know what that means…lots of vacations! Now, don’t get me wrong, vacations can be a refreshing break from the daily grind. But when you’re an introvert, they (like many other aspects of life) aren’t always a time to recharge.

Introvert2Just a couple of weeks ago I went on a cross-country road trip with my parents and siblings, where we stopped at various cities to visit family and friends.

And it was the definition of “stressful.”

Of course I love seeing family who I only visit once a year or so, but over the two and a half weeks I had very little “introvert time.” When I have to spend too much time with people, like all introverts, I need some time to recharge my batteries by taking some time for myself. Continue reading

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“Why Are You So Quiet?”

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I choose option #4

The question all of us introverts have surely heard far too many times. “Why are you so quiet?” This question can come in many forms, including but not limited to: “Is there anything wrong?” “Are you mad at me?” “Are you bored?” “Why don’t you speak up once in a while?”

The truth: I’m a quiet person. It’s ingrained in my DNA, and I can’t change it. I tried for years to change, thinking that because so many people commented on my silence it must be weird for me to be quiet all the time. But when I attempted to be talkative and outgoing I got grumpy. Really grumpy. People began asking what they did to offend me or why I was so upset all the time, which wasn’t any better than people asking why I was so quiet all the time. Continue reading

Yeah, If People Could Stop Thinking I’m a Sociopath, That’d Be Great

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There’s not much that annoys me more than people (read: extroverts) completely misunderstanding my introversion. I’m used to getting strange looks when I tell people I’m not lonely when I spend all day home alone, or that my ideal weekend involves me, a book, and maybe a movie or two. But when I’m compared to a murderer, that’s where I draw the line.

Let me explain. Continue reading