When it comes to words, I firmly believe in quality over quantity. However, I do not always practice enough discretion. More often than not, words come spilling out of my mouth before I really think about them, and in my brain resides an infinitely lengthy list of every single embarrassing time I spoke without thinking. Although my tongue is loose sometimes, I consider myself an introvert.
Likely, when you think of an introvert, you think about an awkward, reserved person. If that was your impression, you must be either an extrovert or someone who is awkward and reserved and considers yourself an introvert because of these qualities. In fact, the only difference between introverts and a extroverts is the place from which they gain their energy. I don't gain my energy from being around people. I gain it from being alone. With books. And silence. But I'm not one of those weird, reserved people. We all know that kid from middle school. The kid who never got the hang of the way social interactions are supposed to happen. So, I feel the need to defend introversion against the extroverts who assume that I'm not capable of social interaction. On the contrary, that is a skill which I've had to work to improve. That skill did not come naturally to me, so I had to try to be good at it. This is not to say that I don't have my social faux pas. I slip in my words daily, unfailingly. Slipping in words is inherently different from being awkward.
In conclusion, my philosophy about life is simple and passionate, simultaneously. I'm constantly practicing silence; not using up all the air in the room.
"Silence is a true friend who never betrays." -Confucius
"It is better to keep your mouth closed and let people think you are a fool than to open it and remove all doubt." -Mark Twain
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