I’m An Introvert: Here’s What That Means
Fellow introverts rejoice! You are not alone. Ok so you are alone, but that’s cool. Here’s what it means to me to be introverted.
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My name is Larry, and I am an introvert. I am introspective, content in solitude, comfortable in my own skin, standing quietly on the periphery of the madness (occasionally taking part). Maybe it’s a protection mechanism, but then if it is, it is as much a protection mechanism as an extrovert’s need to be in the spotlight.
Introverted people perhaps show a deeper level of personal security and solidity than extroverted people. In what I see as a fickle world full of people with short term relationship goals, introverts can perhaps find peace alone. Extroverts seek fulfilment and purpose in the exterior world; introverts look inward.
Now, not every inward-looking person fits this stereotype, of course not. We differ to varying degrees of the multitude of aspects of personality that we can say…
