I've never thought of myself as an introvert before because I equate introverts with being recluses.
I'm beginning to think more and more that perhaps I am one--an introvert, not a recluse. I don't shy away from people, but I know I'd be perfectly content having my weekends to myself for the rest of my life.
There are 4 weddings coming up...only 1 of which I feel comfortable going to.
We've had student staff training all this week & I find myself shutting down and looking for the nearest exit when everyone is together.
But there are other get-togethers I'm perfectly fine with. I wonder if there's a secret mixture of # of people to # of people I know well.
I think I've always been this way but just didn't know it for sure until recently. I think my sister said they didn't expect me to last in the dorms at college. I did, I just didn't romp around in big groups.
Not really sure what the point of this story is. Just that I'm exhausted from staff training, I have to help with freshman move-in tomorrow (which puts me in more big groups of people), & I can't wait for training to end (which just means the beginning of more craziness when everyone is back in classes & signing up for memberships and/or Group eXercise classes).
This isn't an uplifting post. Don't read it--just skip to the next one. OH! Too late! :o)
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