or Finding My Cutie Mark
Looking back, radio also helped me realize my introversion. I don’t remember the show, but I remember a book they were discussing: Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking by Susan Cain. (Disclaimer: I still haven’t read the book.) I do remember the host and Mrs. (Ms.?) Cain discussing the characteristics of introverts and thinking “Hey! That’s me!”
I never considered myself an introvert before. I’d always been told that introverts are shy, lonely, depressed individuals; I am none of these (generally). Nevertheless, my perspective changed.
I know that the internet is not the fount of all knowledge, especially when it comes to personality tests and the like. However, I discovered things about introversion that helped my understand myself.
I discovered that as an introvert . . .
I don’t have to be shy. I don’t like meeting new people, but I will if I have to. I won’t ignore you, but normally you’ll have to make the first move.
I find energy in being alone. This explains why my perfect day consists of curling up with a good book, lots of coffee, and toast. It also explains why I crave “me time” after a day of teaching.
I concern myself with my inner world and mind. For years people have said “He’s in his own little world over there.” Now I know the reason.
I’m in my own little word. But it’s okay; they know me here!
I enjoy simply thinking. Sometimes I even think about thinking. And yes, it is possible to think about nothing all all.
I *can* have good social skills. Just because I don’t like groups doesn’t mean I can’t function!
I tire quickly in large groups. This explains why, even when I visit friends or family, I start feeling drained and just want to go home. Failing that, I’ll find a quiet space and attempt to recharge. For the record, once a group is larger than 5 people I start feeling drained.
I am not automatically depressed. I can’t tell you how many times people have asked “What’s wrong?”. How many times do I have to tell them nothing’s wrong before they’ll believe me? Apparently they equate “quiet” with “depressed.”
I prefer to have deep conversations about ideas and concepts and become bored with small talk. YES! This is who I am! I constantly tell others that I don’t want to discuss unimportant topics like singers, actors, athletes, and the like. Oh, so they’re important to you? Well excuse me for desiring an intelligent conversation. Granted, I could have an intelligent conversation with Ke$ha; I understand she was offered a scholarship to study history. See, we have something in common!
Sorry, I got carried away there. I guess my people skills need some work.
There is no such thing as a pure extrovert or a pure introvert.
Such a man would be in the lunatic asylum.
~ C. Jung
I also took the “Quiet Quiz” from the Quiet website and recorded my responses:
I prefer one-on-one conversations to group activities.
I often prefer to express myself in writing.
True. This blog, for instance.
I enjoy solitude.
True. I also guard my solitude with general cantankerousness.
I appear to value wealth, fame, and status less than my peers.
True. At least, I think so.
People tell me I am a good listener.
False, but only because I don’t talk to people unless I have to.
I’m not a big risk taker.
Define risk. I’ll eat anything once (especially if there’s money involved) and would love to bungee jump, skydive. or hang glide (but not snorkel or dive). However, I thrive on routine and schedules and despise being told to “go with the flow”. I prefer the known to the unknown, so I’ll say . . .
I enjoy work that allows me to “dive in” with no interruptions.
True. Interruptions are distractions and distractions are evil incarnate.
I like to celebrate birthdays on a small scale, with only one or two close friends or family members.
True. Even if everyone in attendance could be considered “close,” I’d prefer a small group.
People describe me as “soft spoken” or “mellow.”
False, because once I speak, I speak my mind, and it’s often because I disagree vehemently with you.
I prefer not to show or discuss my work with others until its finished.
True. And even then I probably won’t share it.
I tend to think before I speak.
True, but my wife would disagree.
I often let calls go through to voice mail.
True. There’s only one number I will automatically answer. The rest get voicemail.
Isn’t it ironic the series is named “Things in Glass Cases”?
In this case, the “thing in the glass case” is me.
This post is being published as part of Writing 101. Challenge 13: Earlier in the course, you wrote about losing something. Today, write about finding something. View day four’s post and today’s post as installments in a series.