How I Learned To Cherish Being an Introvert
Until I was 28, I thought of myself as an extrovert.
I had many friends, went out, drank, partied, and was always on the go. My friends would call me an extrovert as well.
But then, in 2018, I fell into a depression. Extreme boredom at work pushed me into a bore-out. A year later, I came out of that dark hole mentally and physically stronger. But also as an introvert.
How could that be? Can you switch from extrovert to introvert?
I don’t think so.
I believe it’s been a cover-up for years.
I recently talked to my mom about this, and she said,
‘You’ve always been an introvert. I’m 100% sure; there’s no doubt about it.’
In retrospect, at 32 and having done much inner work, I see how I’ve adapted to expectations and situations.
I’m like a chameleon.
- I feel at home quickly — everywhere
- I can blend in with groups of people easily
- I adapt my language use depending on the person in front of me
- I’m extremely good at knowing what the person in front of me likes to hear or talk about.