My name is Winifred as you all may already notice🤓, and I have been an introvert my whole life🤗.
I would initiate by first defining the word “INTROVERT” because not everyone maybe privilege to know. Who is an introvert? An introvert “is a person who is reserved or shy😳, one who enjoys spending time alone.” according to the dictionary.
This may be weird but there are people who actually enjoy ‘spending time alone.‘ Being an introvert has not been so easy or facile for me😕, it’s been sometimes difficult and other times comforting, so pleasant. As an introvert I have always been very shy, sort of alone and that is because it is my nature. I had always thought about being an extrovert, shaking all this burden off but it was just too much to take in😪.
As a young girl in school, I was always timid, terrified of what may happen if I ever cross my boundaries and perhaps receive punishment in front of the whole class😬. I tried not to overdo, because of its repercussion so I went into hiding like a mole in its hole.
My classmates intimidated me and made me feel so worthless, I always cried like a little child, I felt inferior and so belittled, I began to think it was my fault😔. And I was like that throughout my secondary school days and so it resulted to low self-esteem. I limited myself but that didn’t stop my God from making a name for Himself and helping me get distinctions in my subjects. Like a nerd🤓, I loved reading books and stopped at nothing until all my daily homework was done.
My experience as an introvert was sometimes lonely, but still made me feel as though I was complete.
As I grew older I tried mingling with people and fortunately I made a few friends who knew how reserved I was and and was well aware of my ups and downs. I was a little different when I was always with them. Male friends weren’t that hard to make they were usually the ones I rolled with the most, they were most friendly, and free and happen to be the gender with less issues💁.
Even with them around, I would still separate myself to sit somewhere desolate, a place I would rest my head and perhaps think about my life. It was usually a piece of cake, having God as my comforter, music as my friend, as the air blowing through my hair I always felt refreshed and relaxed.
However, having a lover wasn’t the problem but keeping them was an issue perhaps I haven’t found the right one yet. I guess I could say I’m just alone but not lonely😉.
After a while I found my worth and discovered my talents and started working on them. I also realised I loved and enjoyed writing it felt like a hidden room, where I found a way to pen down all my melancholic thoughts even the happy ones too😊. And so I continued, gradually pushing away those low esteems.
Because I was an introvert that didn’t give me the room to lock myself in and forget the hateful world. Rather I found another passage that led to light once again😌. Though I knew my flaws, fears, and my past, but that didn’t stop me at all. So it shouldn’t stop you, keep pushing🙂💪.
Being an introvert has taught me that I’m not like the rest but I’m far from my best🙂. And God who has created me, has done that in the peculiar way.
It takes just ME to be myself. It takes just an introvert like me, to do anything that doesn’t necessarily require more hands.
Nevertheless, we would rather be in a library🤫 than be at a club, or sitting in one corner than sitting in the midst of many people🙈. It takes just me to live in my apartment than to search for a roommate. I’d rather stay alone in my private little corner than to dance with a completely innocent but strange person who offered his hands in a friendly manner🧐🧐.
Howbeit, I may be wrong in somethings, but for me this is my experience _and lots more to come_ as an introvert🙃.
“As introverted as a wallflower and as extroverted as a glad-hander.”
❤️Thanks for reading 😘😘.