I'm not a hermit or anything. I just reenergize best under conditions that lack others. This is what being introverted is truly about. I'm not particularly shy or socially awkward. What it boils down to is that I hate people. No....not you, personally...but PEOPLE.
For me, I know that it is time for this glitter paint pony to gallop on back to her personal stall when at the grocery store I get the intense urge to scream "STOP LOOKING AT ME!" and ram my fellow shoppers with my cart. Generally, people don't respond well to this.
I really enjoy spending time with my family and friends. I really enjoy my job which is mostly customer service. But then I have to go home, lock the doors, put on my jammie pants and be ALONE.
Are you picturing me in the dark, holed up in the fetal position wearing a tin foil hat? Well, stop it please. That's not a very flattering look.
Usually these moods lead me to normal, solitary activities like reading or spaz-dancing, or napping.
Cuz that's just it...people completely exhaust me. They talk and they move and they expect things. It all makes me very tired. Don't you just need those times when nobody is looking at you or wanting anything from you? Even if they ask nicely and even if you want to help them, it's still outside of yourself, and at least for me, it zaps my life's essence after awhile.
That's what I'll scream next time. "STOP ZAPPING MY LIFE'S ESSENCE!Oh..also...what aisle for tin foil?"