If you know me well, or even if you don’t, would you say that I’m an introvert or an extrovert? Most of the time, people tell me I’m an extrovert, which is true… to an extent. I can be quite loud and boisterous, I love socializing, and Mr. Actually likes to tell me that I have gumption. I am definitely a social butterfly but I’d also say that I have some introverted qualities as well. It’s one of those odd things we don’t talk about very much, and sometimes the world feels very either or. Well, I will freely admit that I fall under the category of being an introverted extrovert.
I think everyone has some element of introvert and extrovert in them, but with some people it’s more obvious which category they fall into. I don’t get annoyed when people say I’m an extrovert, because I am, but it’s that other part of me that is going, ‘wait, what about me?’
I feel more comfortable meeting up with friends one at a time, than I do in big group settings.
There is something about just having time with one person, where you can sit and talk about literally anything, that I find really comforting. If we’ve ever met up for coffee, you’re probably thinking, ‘yes, I’ve seen this in action!’ Sit me down in a nice chilled out place with good vibes (a phrase I use quite a bit), and I’ll talk to you (and listen to you) for hours. Spending time with friends usually means we end up having a good long chat talking about nothing and everything. One on one is how I like to hang out. Sometimes it’ll be two or three friends together, but that’s about my threshold before the anxiety starts to kick in. In big social situations, I start to close in on myself. I struggle to focus on people and I start to get really overwhelmed.
You know a few months ago, when I was at the Blogger’s Market and I did that Bullet Journalling workshop? I was nervous about it, yes, but I was actually more nervous about having to talk to people individually afterwards. That whole day was a whole lot of fun, and there was a lot going on, but I found it easier to deal with by just focusing on the people I knew. Still, by the end of the day, I was absolutely drained.
After periods of being social, I need to recover with periods of being alone.
There is such a thing as too much alone time, but I think having a little time to yourself is a good thing. I’m not afraid of going to the cinema or a museum by myself, and I’ve definitely had lazy days when I’m camped out on the couch with a good book. I don’t mind it in the least, but of course, I’m not opposed to going out and having a good time. When I’m out, I’m out, being my loud social self, but I go out to spend time with my friends. I’ll go to that big event, or that big party, but only if friends are also going. I couldn’t do it alone; the anxious Ghenet rears her ugly head around that point!
It really depends on how I’m feeling from day to day. I know when I need to be around people(even strangers), and when I need to be by myself. I’m very friendly, and sometimes even downright gutsy when it comes to meeting new people, but then there are times when I feel like a stranger in the crowd, completely invisible. For me, it’s mainly about finding a balance and surrounding myself with people who totally get this aspect of my personality, because it’s a pretty big part!