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So I’m introverted, I like being alone and having my time alone but I only like it when I know there are other people around who I can be around if I feel like it. Maybe it’s me having grown up in the city and being used to just the hustle and bustle of constant noise and people talking idk
feeling like such a failure for not going out. for not being wild. for not having dozens of friends. for not having clear skin. for not knowing everything already. for not being naturally extroverted.
Great Clarification on Introvert vs shy etc….. and good ideas for suitable jobs.
But they are just a starting point, pay range varies , duties & responsibilities.
Grateful for this article.
no, bcos we need to stop learning about how to start a conversation. i can have hours and hours of conversation with someone, but my energy gets burnt out easily. we a need a book about "how not to talk people, but how to balancr your energy"
You. Can. Be. Happy. Alone.
This blog is mainly about love, but you can be in love with life without having a small group of friends or a significant other. You can be content on your own!
Listen to music in your bedroom at full volume in your headphones and dance until the sun goes down. Feel every jump hit your soul. It’s the best feeling.
Watch comedies along and laugh as loud as you want!!
Read books! Annotate them just for yourself or future you.
Write letters to the void or to your past or your future.
Talk to yourself. (I do it all the time! It’s the best and does not mean your lonely or ‘crazy’)
Just live your life without the fear of being alone. Being introverted does not mean your broken. If you don’t like parties, don’t go! Stay home on your own and know that it isn’t a bad thing. Be the person who can be happy on their own.
Everyone wants different things! Some people like talking in big groups and sharing their thoughts whereas others like to keep to themselves. Neither needs changing.
"I just wanna go home."
Funny how often that thought comes to my mind, even when I’m at home. So that makes me think, what do I mean when I say home. Home to me is a place of no judgement, quiet happiness, a place where I can just be and not really have to be anything, a place where I’m so comfortable that I could just be there forever and never get bored. That is what I mean when I say home. I just want to go there, to my home.
Kindergarten Alphabet
And now I listen to rock songs
As if I was casting a curse on you, a person who wronged me or was just plain wrong
Beating my
Back with the switch of embarrassment
Counting down from ten turned into
Counting down to when school ended
Destroying potential masterpieces and
Daring to act like my best friend
Examining me
Even to the point of just pure cruelty
Forgetting that we are the
Future
Getting what you wanted you
Gypped me
Happily fed the
Hatred in my heart
I'm still not social and I'm still not great at verbalizing
I clearly learned a lot from staying back
Javelined me with feelings of stupidity and low self esteem you
Justify this because you think it did me good
Knotted my life and slowed me down which
Killed me on the inside with depression
Lengthening my suffering by an extra year and my
Language, once again, has not improved
Motherfucker you
Misunderstood
Nervous because of your harsh, toughness maybe you
Never considered that it was you who was the problem
Ostracized me from my
Own class and best friend
Painful were the years that
Passed but the one spent with you was the most painful
Quivering were my lips, you were the ruling
Queen
Repress my feelings and I hold them inside so that I may move forward instead of staying in the same
Repulsive place where children’s minds are forced into corruption
Suffocation in my Thanksgiving bonnet with a
String under my chin holding in the awkward discomfort
Thinking back on those days with you causes me
Trauma
Underestimated are the soft introverts who are
Usually warm and caring rather than cruel, but now I have
Venom in my
Veins
What made you think that you should be in charge of my fate, while you aged,
Without talking I became stronger in my silence
Xenial from my classmates I so dearly miss and yet
X-rays will not show how much I hurt
You didn’t let me go down fighting,
You tried to sugarcoat my life
Zero in vocabulary you were a
Zealot
Big Loud People
Big loud people
Who can’t go a second without talking
Crowding my introverted type of brain
I'm a small person
Who needs to recharge from hectic chaos
Then they yelled out that they were leaving
And a sigh of relief went out the door as they left
They backed out of the driveway as if the house was blowing its nose
And the house breathed in a silence
A comforting silence
A refreshing spring breeze
That blew the curtains and the weight off my chest
After a while the silent stillness
Brought in the ghosts
That were guided in by the light white curtains shimmying around
the bond between a girl and her room is stronger than the gravitational force of the earth
Ain’t that the truth 😒
The scariest thing about humans is that the evil ones pretend to be good ones so well, you can't tell who is actually a good person and who is just good at pretending to be a good person.
I am officially late for my antisocial appointment.
L. V., i’m trying to make sense i swear i’m trying to make sense
L. V., i found this poem buying funeral flowers on a thursday night
L. V., sometimes we don’t need to listen to the reader or the critics or the voices in our head
[i found this poem in my drafts, where it should have remained (pt. 8)]
L. V., an almost haiku [i found this poem in my drafts, where it should have remained (pt. 2)]
Person up top is the original, this is true
Didn’t know this was about autism
A reminder that being an introvert isn't a negative trait. And I think people should get that in their head.
When your "I'm only comfortable with people i know" type of person is interpreted as "I'm too good for everyone and everything except those whom i approve of" like, no no no, i really wanna participate in the parties and dancing and your fun activities etc etc but in front of everyone ??? Nah I'll pass. Just let me sit in peace and enjoy the damn event.
Introduction :)
I know I'm doing this kinda late but it's fine, let's start. Generally I'm a very boring person so anyways xD
About myself:
Isabelle
She/Her
17
English Major
INFP-T
Hobbies:
Reading
Writing
Theatre
Art
Code
Interests:
Literature. Books. Poetry. Quotes. Languages. Miraculous. TV shows (only some). Classics. Jewelry (only black). Nature. Coffee. Photography. Journaling. Cats. Roses. Fan fiction.
Reason for this blog?
I needed motivation to study, and it looked like a good way to monitor my day-to-day progress, hence the name "study-diaries". No promises about being consistent T-T
What can you find here?
Study tips, study progress, techniques, ranting, mental health reminders, books, languages, quotes, motivation etc etc... In short, anything related to studying, languages, books and literature, mental health and self-care.
Note: Whatever pictures I use are not mine unless I specify that they are mine! Most of them are from Pinterest and credits go to their original owner.
Me : Ugh. I'm so lonely. Why don't I have any friends? Does it everyone hat me THAT much?
Also me : People? Eww no. Get that social interaction out of my face.
