Introversion
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I used to write a personal blog. Actually, my ronery post is derived from that blog, and I just edited it accordingly. Lately I've been reading my own posts on that personal blog of mine, realizing how much I've changed… or should I say, how much I've not changed. These few months I've been discovering the quirks of my own personality, and I've come up on this term called introversion. It honestly fits me to a T, and as a result, it somehow filled me with even more roneriness than merely not having a romantic partner.
So to summarize: I hate myself, being an introvert.
I hate that I prefer to be alone than be with people. I hate that I can't sustain random and sometimes worthless (to me at least) conversations. I hate that I need to think before I talk. I hate that the more people there are, the less I talk. I hate that I am being perceived as a shy type. I hate that people are getting a completely wrong impression on me just because they can't see the emotions out of my face. And I hate that society highly favors extraversion.
I always get frustrated with myself whenever I'm with friends. Only rarely would I find myself in conversation, and that's because I'm scrambling to find words as other people just go on babbling. The odd part is that I am kinda okay when there are only few people around, maybe 3-4, and that's where I am able to converse the way I like it. When more people come though, I drown myself in silence. When new people not familiar to me come, I'm even worse. Part of the reason why I'm quiet is because I don't like where 'their' conversations go. It sounds like random trash talk to me. Like telling how the traffic's so bad or the weather is so fine. Like talking about their new bag or new makeup. The conversations sound so miscellaneous to me. Maybe it's my nature that I tend to talk on highly-opinionated topics, although in this case those topics won't come out often in mere friendly hangouts. So I was at a dinner party with some friends. Imagine my shock when I was told by a second-tier friend (the girlfriend of a friend who I don't see often) that "you're so quiet." How do you answer that? Surely I can't answer otherwise. And even if I answer "Yea I get that often", what good does it even entail?
Of course the girl doesn't have any bad intent in saying that. It can mean "You're so quiet, is there anything wrong?", in which there is a genuine thought of concern for me. On the other hand, I can't help but feel that the person somehow may think of me as "insociable" or "someone who I won't invite in my own party because he'll do nothing anyway". I am quite grateful that I have some people that I can consider "friends" although I still have doubts of what I am to them, especially since they don't text me that often. Actually, I hate text messaging in cellphones, and instead I voice call often instead of texting as my defense mechanism in the hopes of keeping myself still sociable.
I think that this is a bit different from isolating oneself from the outside world because of their hobbies (otakuism and similar stuff). Introversion is a state of being in which you prefer the isolation. Sometimes I need to stay away from the crowd to recharge myself. In the workplace, I tend to keep myself busy on my own turf, hoping that nobody bothers me. You know, this is perfectly fine, there is nothing wrong at all right? The thing is though, I put myself in a certain standard that I can't reach right now. I keep telling myself that the "ideal me" is an intelligent, outgoing, sociable person who loves to talk, has considerable self-confidence and is ready to achieve anything in life. I have become a perfectionist in this quite imperfect world. This way of thinking is caused by a lot of external factors, mostly self-perceived. Like what do my parents think of me sometimes not saying anything on the dinner table? What do my friends think of me when I excuse myself to refresh my mind a bit? A lot of these thoughts lead to self-despair. Because I 'think' I don't function well, I worry about the future. That then leads to blaming myself for my self-blamed 'incompleteness in personality'. Yea, you don't have a girlfriend because you're so freaking stupid. Yea, you won't have a family because you can't sustain relationships and responsibilities. All these self-inflicted wounds keep hurting me throughout the process.
So I am a victim of society's expectations of me. Despite this though, I can't push myself to find a solution, because the same 'society' conveniently gives temporary remedies. Yes, drowning myself in entertainment such as anime and games keep me busy. At the end of the day though, I come back to the real world, worrying and hurting myself again. Also, I am emotionless, as I stated myself in my old personal blog:
"And yet, with all the hopelessness, I still am the same poor actor. I can’t cry. I can’t be sad. I am emotionless. I worry but it doesn’t even show on my face. I don’t know if that is a good thing or bad thing, but that’s the way it is. It seems like that preemptive reaction to hopelessness, that I tend to befriend the will of the wind, the dictate of the waves, and just flow around helplessly. It’s a gray-area loophole, and I’m thankful enough that God gave me… or should I say… didn’t give me the sense of ‘feeling’. This is a different spin on the saying “Ignorance is bliss.” I don’t ignore my problems. I just can’t be sad about it. Sometimes though, I envy people who do. Because of sadness, they 'feel' enough to move themselves and somehow find the light at the end of the tunnel. Me? I’m just this living doll who accepts life’s data and merely keeps things “noted”, however good or bad it is. In effect, feedback and control is painfully slow, and oftentimes, too late."
But I ask again, is introversion really a bad thing? It really depends on the perception right? Somehow I'm worrying about a personality quirk that isn't supposed to be a worrysome trait. It's not like I completely don't function well in society. So let me ask, is this just envy? That other people can socialize better than me? That some people have girlfriends earlier than me? That other people can manage their otakuism better than me? If yes, then maybe I don't hate my introverted self. Maybe I'm supposed to hate the envy within me. And for that, the answer is a bit simpler than shifting personality traits.
So I need to be content with what I have. And I need to utilize whatever I have to the best of my ability.
It all boils down to what happened next at that dinner party. When the girl asked me about the latest Iron Man movie, I talked a healthy lot. Eventually the movie became center-topic, and I suddenly became engaged in a lot of conversations. Sometimes it really helps to be a bit of a geek.
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