It’s Saturday night & I’m spending it on my a$$– munching on cheese & crackers, with candles burning, E! on in the background, & tabbing through my favorite blogs/websites … alone (and content).
Which brings me to my thought of the night. Being alone.
Sometimes I get envious of people who are constantly social and on the go. You know– those people who make plans every damn day of the weekday to get them by until the weekend. At times I wish I had the energy and desire to constantly be interacting with friends/family/”people”. So more power to ya if you’re one of these peeps.
But let’s get real.. I am just not that type – never will be, nope, nada. If you know me, you know this about me. I can either be super social, ready to go, & “receptive” as my friends like to say, OR, I can lock myself in my room for an extensive amount of time & be content just enjoying my “me-time” as I like to call it.
Is this hot & cold personality normal? I don’t know. But what I do know is that spending time alone is NOT a bad thing. It gives you time to unwind, reboot, and get to know yourself. Being alone doesn’t = loneliness. I have plenty of opportunities to go out and seize the freakin’ night, but sometimes, I’d politely rather not.
Anyway- I found this Thought Catalog article mentioned on one my fav blogs (The Skinny Confidential), called “18 Struggles of Having an Outgoing Personality but Actually Being Shy and Introverted” by Brianna Wiest.
Minus the “shy” part, this is SO. ME.
Here are some of my favorites:
1. You’re not anti-social, you’re selectively social.
+ Understand that & you will understand me.
4. When you do choose to grace a party with your presence, you are the life of it. You’re dancing on the table and doing body shots until 3 a.m.
+ College. The glory days.
5. … You then retreat into three days of complete solitude to recover.
+ One word: hibernation.
12. You’ve never really understood the whole “introvert vs. extrovert” dichotomy (can we call it that?) Because you’re… both…
14. You ebb and flow between wanting to be noticed for your hard work, reveling in the attention and achievement you receive, to sinking and panicking over the thought of somebody else paying more than 30 seconds of attention to you.
+ True life, I used to beg my mom not to make me open my presents at birthday parties because I hated being the center of attention.
15. The entirety of your being is a conundrum, so needless to say, indecisiveness is your Achilles’ Heel.
+ I don’t think I’ve been sure about one decision in my life. Awful, awful trait. I’m working on it, guys.
16. You’re at your happiest in places like coffee shops and cafés: surrounded by people, but still closed off and keeping to yourself.
+ Hit the nail on the head with this one. Solo shopping is the best shopping.
Read the full article here.