Living in A Noisy World
As an introverted child in a family of extroverts, my parents were always concerned about my socialization. Was I making friends? Was I weird? Was I rude? As a result my days were filled with sports clubs, play dates and social outings. I was not shy. I made friends and was always able to socialize with other kids, but would any of this be my first choice? Where my older brothers often sought out their friends for play dates, I found my own fun and solitude in reading, watching movies and going for walks with my dogs. Where others require constant attention and a need for company, I am more then content curling up with the adventures of Harry Potter or Elizabeth Bennett or with the great classics of Jimmy Stewart and Audrey Hepburn.
To this day, I will always prefer having a few good friends to a lot of acquaintances. I will prefer the company of a good book to a party, and the quiet of solitude to the noise of a concert. I am not shy. I do not always want to be alone, and I don't hate people. I do not hate going out and I am not socially incompetent. I am an introvert.
To this day, I will always prefer having a few good friends to a lot of acquaintances. I will prefer the company of a good book to a party, and the quiet of solitude to the noise of a concert. I am not shy. I do not always want to be alone, and I don't hate people. I do not hate going out and I am not socially incompetent. I am an introvert.