I have a lot to catch up on this journal but for now, this is something I need to say.
Being introverted is an odd thing when everyone around you is an extrovert. I'm currently on vacation in New Orleans with three very social people (my husband, our roommate, and a friend) and one moderately social person. Things have been tense at times because of very different personality types between two in the group and as a peacemaker, this makes me work hard at keeping the group on okay terms.
All of this to say, it's hard to say, "Yes, New Orleans is cool, but I've had four days of constant time with people, and I just want to read a book." I have, in fact, said that this morning, but it makes me feel awkward and a bit boring that I don't care about walking another 5 miles today with people who don't get along, mostly shopping, which I don't like to do.
It's just hard to explain to social people that I'm not sad or upset. I'm just tired of being social.
Let me add the qualifier that my husband was awesome this morning when I expressed the desire to be alone. He's currently gone to pick up the rest of our group and bring me some breakfast.
A lot of this is my own insecurity, I suppose, of being the odd one out.
On that note, I'm going to curl up in my extremely comfy bed and read my book.
Hope everyone is well.
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