On Learning to Accept That I’m an Introvert
I am an introverted person.
No, not if we follow the overused and incorrect definition of introversion. If I want, I can be the life of a party. I can set the tone of a room. In this one way, I am very much my mother’s daughter.
Unless I’m being preyed upon by men who sexualize my body, I’m actually quite confident in most spaces. What I mean…