For the past 10 years, I have slowly but steadily built up a person in my head who I wanted to be. An ideal that I would try to reach.
Introversion and anxiety can exist in the same person, and both can lead to similar behaviors, but the thought processes are wildly different.
While one might expect self-reflective introverts to be armed with a firm sense of identity, this is not always the case.
The dreaded act of public speaking may send shivers down your spine. Clammed up and sweaty palmed, introverts tend to avoid such an act at all costs.
As an introvert, I often feel like a bit of a contradiction. I find socializing draining, but I also desire deep connection with others.
I want the people around me to approve of what I’m doing. I see this as being part of my highly sensitive introvert nature, as well as my INFJ personality.
My isolation was ironic since people couldn’t stop offering to talk about it with me. As an introvert, this wasn’t the right way for me to grieve.
Although the world tells me I should feel empowered by my body, the truth is, as an introvert, I’ve never really been all that comfortable in my own skin.
Ironically, I still struggle to write. But after reading a huge amount of information on introverts and INFJs, I’ve identified three obstacles in my path.
As an extrovert, I’ve known quite a few introverts in my time. I actually used to think I was an introvert myself (turns out I just had bad social anxiety).