By turning to great philosophers of the past, we can better understand and appreciate the wonder of the introverted mind.

As an introvert, my life is a constant battle of wanting to be invited to things, but not actually wanting to go.

“Introvert guilt” happens when you feel like a bad person for declining a social invitation.

Once social distancing becomes a thing of the past, I’ll miss the safe bubble of my home.

If we say we want to spend the night at home, please don’t make comments like, “That’s so sad!”

There was always this pang in my chest telling me that nobody would get it.

Someone who is not highly sensitive may not even notice these smells, and here I am, barraged by the stink.

Even introverts need some level of social interaction to be happy.

Socially Awkward Misfit explores uncomfortable situations all introverts have experienced at some point.

After months of sheltering in place with my family and no solitude, I cracked.