This post has rattled around in my head for a while. It crystallized recently as we edge toward book release and I’m repeatedly shoved from my zone of comfy.
And finding it exhausting.
Once upon a time, I was chatting with the Foodie McBody pictured below, when she remarked:
You know, people say you’re like a ninja.
I pressed her to explain.
I wondered if my self-appointed moniker of self-esteem ninja had taken off?
She clarified it was the way I’d be “intensely mingling,” seemingly spontaneously vanish, & *poof* reappear as quickly as Id left.
I didn’t enjoy this use of my fave ninja-term and yet I immediately grasped what she said.
- I LOVE meeting people & learning what makes them unique. I believe we’re all special snowflakes (to quote a dear friend).
All that said: THIS IS WHO I AM.
When people ask—this topic is frequently discussed in social media—I categorize myself as introvert for a few reasons.
The largest being because of the manner in which I re-charge:
ahhh sweet sweet solitude.
The classification of introvert seems to vary with the individual claiming it.
I have friends who insist the mere fact I pranced the catwalk in my Handful bra exempts me from introvert status (I disagree).
Others say the fact I love–not just tolerate–presenting at conference etc. knocks me out of introvert status (I do not concur).
I concede I’m a mix of introvert & extrovert, yet I
find myself running to be with the introvert crew identify far more with introv-camp residents.
- I require alone time to re-charge. And *quiet.* Even at conferences. I confess to not understanding people who seek roommates at these events & look forward to the 24/7 nonstop interaction the bring. I love you. I really am excited to see you. Room with you? I cannot.
- I’m an observer. I ‘read a room’ or group before jumping into the fray. Who’s talking a lot? Who’s holding back & listening? Who looks uncomfortable? Bored? As if she’s about to dash for the door? You’ll never find me entering a party/event and *immediately* trying to seize center stage. Ever.
- I’m drained after events/parties even if I adored them. I discovered recently not all people feel this way. I’d assumed everyone went out, had a great time, laughed, talked, enjoyed, and walked to her car thinking: That was fun and great mother of crap I’m talked out! Who knew it’s only us introverts?
in-real-time photo of a “talked out Carla”
As with all things, I guess, even though I identify more with one group over another– I’m a mix.
An omnivert (to use a word slowly coming into vogue), perhaps?
- I watch, listen, learn, & recharge solo.
- I’m eager to head out, BRAZENLY share my introverted-learnings with the world without fear or hesitation.
Until I need to recharge again.
According to my
jumbled thoughtsdefinition do you identify as predominantly introvert or extrovert?
Do you think we all could just be MiXeD uP omniverts?