Yes, I’m popular - both socially and at work. I have wonderful colleagues whose hard work and support keep me going; and a large, intermingled social group made up of several groups with some things in common and others not. They are (mostly) good, caring, kind, committed people, and I am lucky to have them. I am somebody very well-thought of amongst the group/s.
I am an introvert. I really enjoy my own company and often prefer it to that of others. After, say, a weekend of being a sociable party animal (like this last weekend) I very definitely need to chill and recharge on my own or one-on-one with friends for a bit.
I have excellent self-esteem. I’m pretty awesome.
I’m very easy going. I’m told I’m easy to talk to, will help wherever I can and do anything for those I care about; but also have excellent boundaries and am not afraid to say if something isn’t working for me.
I don’t gossip. It’s nasty and it’s pointless.
I wasn’t popular or “cool” at school, but I had a solid group of good friends, some of whom I remain friends with decades later (I’m 34) and who I count among my best friends.
Boring is as boring does. Very few of the people I know are “conventional”, considering our ages and what we do for livings, and I don’t think many of the people I know were considered “cool” at school.
My theory? Most people are good people and most people are looking for the same thing out of a friendship: somebody who is enjoyable to be around, who can be relied upon, doesn’t shit stir, isn’t duplicitous, is giving of themselves, has expectations of others, pitches in for those they care for, doesn’t shirk their responsibilities, doesn’t whine, blame, play the martyr or victim, or wear their chips on their shoulder.
Few of us have had an easy ride to get where we are as adults, but the best of us don’t try to make others accountable for problems they didn’t cause.