Hi all!
I am after people’s stories about their acceptance of their inner introvert. I’ve spent so many years trying to change myself and convince myself there’s something wrong with me and just generally torturing myself for simply being who I am.
I feel as though I’m seen as a bit of a recluse or a loner and it has bothered me for as long as I can remember.
Only very recently have I had this wake up where I’ve thought, ‘maybe that’s just who I am and that’s ok?’
For example, I get so much joy from running alone, reading, creative things such as dabbling in amateur poetry etc but I have always tried to force a social and extroverted persona - leading to my demise to be brutally honest. I feel very drained if I’m round people for a prolonged period of time and crave my own time alone to recharge and balance myself - it’s like a physical need and I become very frustrated when I don’t get this time.
I’ve had some very dark moments after a severe episode of depression last year and I’m starting to try and accept myself and would really appreciate the perspective of others please.
Thank you very much.