Some people are not just the type to walk into a place, greet everybody from A-Z, start chit chatting and familiarising with every stranger in the building, all in the name of being social. I’m this way, and it’s the only way I know how to be.
Don’t count on me to be that friend you’ll hang out with and have fun talking endlessly. I no sabi. I’m most comfortable when I’m on my own, inside my shell. Those who know me know this already.
To be honest, I envy folks who can easily mingle & warm up to people wherever they find themselves, without trying so hard. Despite how hard I try to be like them, it doesn’t work for me. Each time I try to be that jolly, jovial person in real life, an internal struggle takes place within me urging me to shut up. I feel stupid inside because what i intend portraying before them comes off as fake and forceful to me.
Worse still, I’m not too good with smiles. My face has always been as hard and contorted as Zuma rock, which kinda made a lot of people perceive me as one who’s unapproachable.
I’m odd, I know. Thank you.
Did I bag names for being different? Yes! A lot of them all the way from high school. People mistook my nature for being proud, mean, snobbish, unfriendly; but they don’t know it ain’t so, sincerely.
I used to think I had a major character flaw because I’m not outgoing, but I don’t think so anymore. I don’t need to be ‘extra’ to be normal. What makes me comfortable is who I am.
If we simply have a healthy relationship, I’m good!
Understand people. The world would be a better place if people stopped trying to make an introvert become an extrovert. It’s akin to taking a fish out of water. Leave them alone. They have the most fun in their solitude.