My darling Nyte brought my attention to an article called Caring For Your Introvert. You need to read it, whether you’re an introvert or an extrovert.
Go ahead. I’ll wait.
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Done? Great. Here is my analysis.
IT IS ALL TRUE. Every last dang-blasted word of it.
This part in particular rang true for me: “We tend to think before talking, whereas extroverts tend to think by talking, which is why their meetings never last less than six hours. “Introverts,” writes a perceptive fellow named Thomas P. Crouser, in an online review of a recent book called Why Should Extroverts Make All the Money? (I’m not making that up, either), “are driven to distraction by the semi-internal dialogue extroverts tend to conduct. Introverts don’t outwardly complain, instead roll their eyes and silently curse the darkness.” Just so.”
It’s not that I don’t like to socialize. I love to socialize – some of the time. I also love to socialize quietly, letting other people converse while I nod and smile, adding witticisms now and then so they know I’m listening. That’s what I love about knitting, too; while I’m sitting there listening, I can be working with my hands and all the extroverts assume I’m too busy to talk and knit at the same time. I’m not too busy; I’m quite able to multi-task, but there are some extroverts (not all of them, mind) who can’t accept the fact that I have nothing important to say just now. I might in a few minutes, if they would give me a moment to collect my thoughts, but alas…they have already launched into a play-by-play of their afternoon to fill the blessed silence.