He sat there while I reread the same paragraph and wondered who was being more rude: me, for not putting down my book or him, for thinking I would do so.
I’ve always struggled to fit in. I daresay most introverts have experienced the feeling of being an “outsider” more than once.
As an INFJ, I have always thought of myself as different somehow. Like I don’t fit the mold of a “normal” person. I was too quiet.
As an introvert, I kept to myself in class. You must have figured that I, a quiet and reserved kid, would be your perfect target.
When I, a socially anxious introvert, arrived in the ER, do you remember the words you spoke to me? You said, “Are you just doing this for the attention?”
Year after year, as a quiet introvert, I heard the same thing: “she’s a great student but she needs to speak up more. She needs to be more outgoing.”
Sadly, my extroverted neighbor would not be the last person to tell me they thought I was rude or stuck-up because I am a quiet introvert.
I was attempting to suppress my emotions. Up until this moment, I had thought that an intelligent person should not—or cannot—be a sensitive person.
As an anxious introvert, I’ve been wearing many layers of social armor. I unconsciously developed these behaviors to help me cope with my anxiety.
Weddings in Germany begin early in the afternoon and last until the wee hours of the morning. This translates to at least twelve hours of socializing.