noun: a shy person : a quiet person who does not find it easy to talk to other people
I’ve recently discovered that the above definition partially describes me. I say only partially because I do have my moments of extroversion. I can enjoy almost any activity alone, but lately, things have changed.
Growing up, I was the type of kid that wouldn’t let anything get me down. I would always have a smile on my face, and a pep in my step. While parts of these truths still ring true today, I have learned how to be very cautious around people. As a part of my learning process, I keep to myself, observing. I may not say much, but I’m always gleaning information.
Notwithstanding my introspection, I like meeting new people. I like to know about their story and tell them about my own. However, throughout my life, I’ve had a difficult time deciphering the wolf from the sheep. This blind spot has sometimes left me feeling hurt and stagnant in trusting others. Even with all of that, I still realize that I can’t go through life without people.
I’ve asked God many times, why am I fashioned in this way, but I have yet to receive a clear answer. As I find out, I will continue to be.
Until next time.