I’m a social introvert, and Caleb is a quiet extrovert.
We don’t “fight” much–and they aren’t usually as hilarious as this–but when we do, it’s either over utter miscommunication[sometimes I wonder how someone could not understand me– how could I be more clear? sarcasm intended] or how we are wired so differently. The latest “discussion” was about how we would spend our Friday night. I wanted to stay at home, and talk to no one. He wanted to walk to a neighbors to hang out, talking to anyone and everyone on the way.
I am an introvert. I often feel guilty or wrong for not wanting to do the social thing. I have come to believe what I like, as being boring or lazy. And that when I let calls go through to voicemail, it’s because I’m a bad friend.
My world is being turned upside down. That’s a bit extreme, but I am reading a book that gives words to so much of what I feel. There is reason to who I am. I was created this way, and it is good. And there are strengths to it.
Are you an extrovert? Introvert? Ambivert?