I’m a highly sensitive person, and I felt like I needed to be perfect and never disappoint anyone.
I didn’t even know how to be around people anymore.
I’ve had trouble fitting in since I started school.
I had been wandering off for as long as I could remember.
One class changed everything.
I thought I had a stress problem.
Movies and other people told me how I should be. Successful people were supposed to be loud, brash, confident, and outgoing.
Train travel feels more humane, relaxing, and less pressured.
I forced myself to pretend to be an extrovert. But it came at a cost.
When my introversion and anxiety pair up, my life spins out of control.