I always have bad days and someone usually manages to cheer me up and make me thankful for what I have before the day is over. You know, the person that tells you to stop pouting and be happy you're alive?
A week or so ago, I went out to eat with my mom and dad after having a hard day and I kind of poured my heart out. I NEVER ever pour my heart out. EVER. I rarely even pour my heart out to friends. I'm very quiet and I don't trust many people. But at dinner I just told them of dreams that I have and things I wish I wasn't afraid to do. I felt one billion times better after that because as I explained to them that I'm an introvert and that I see that as a bad thing, my dad proceeds to tell me being an introvert isn't bad, it's merely you drawing your energy from yourself, rather than from other people. And I believe that's true in my case. I looked up the definition to the word introvert and the site made it seem like a bad thing. I looked up the definition to extrovert and the site made it seem like a good thing. Reasons why I always thought being an introvert was bad. Haha. But it's not. And I will no longer accept people telling me that being an introvert is a terrible thing. The world needs both. Without both, it wouldn't function.
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