People have the unfortunate habit of mistaking my introversion for my thinking I’m better than everyone else. Much like tonight. The idea that some can prefer solitude over a loud bar is foreign to them but not to me. Often after a long day at work, I need my alone time to recharge. Honestly, if I must socialize, I would prefer a quieter setting. And preferably people I actually enjoy being around.
Today is my closest workmate’s fiftieth birthday, and I made the effort for her, but I am ready to go home. The only delay is waiting for my sister who was supposed to meet us here, but she’s taking forever, and meanwhile I am forces to continuously refuse drinks and endure stares at my obvious discomfort.
So what is a girl to do? Go hide in her car for a few minutes and vent my feelings out in text. Just taking a quick breather away from the noise and just calm myself down. My feelings will pass if I just allow myself space to feel them, acknowledge them and then continue with what is sure to be a long night.

2 responses to “Dear Diary: Introvert in Social Distress”
It really needs to be more socially acceptable to put in a brief appearance to show you care without having to be there for some long, drawn-out, painful social to-do.
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Yes. Normally, I just show up, say Hi to management, and people of importance then vanish like a ghost.
At least they can’t say they didn’t see me, but I really like this coworker, and I was waiting for my sister so I got stuck longer than I hoped.
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