Some people don't realize how lonely it is to be a kid. Everyone looks at you but no one really sees YOU, they just see A Kid. And apart from to your parents, you don't really matter.
Sometimes
I don't mind going to a club, but can I have juice and stand in the middle of the dance floor and play mind puzzles on my phone? No. I must dance and get drunk and make out with strangers and be loud.
In a room full of people, can I sit at the south-west diagonal corner and watch the interactions and make a story and write the relationships down and leave without arousing suspicion?
Can I call someone because I just wanted to remember how they sound, then hang up without saying goodbye, without that person wondering what's wrong?
Can I just NOT smile, laugh, shake hands, have a wonderful evening, be doing something amazing in my life, good to meet you, how lovely, can't wait to see you again soon, haha you're so funny, oh I do admire you - simply because I really don't want to? And it's not you - don't be silly, how narcississtic of you! It never is about anyone in particular - really, it's me.
They call it being anti-social. That's actually a disorder. Treatable with a healthy dose of psychotherapy and medication.
That's why being an introvert is like being a kid. You know you have to be a certain way, but you don't know why. You do as you're told - how else can you survive in the world where being the loudest and most gregarious and most humourous is the name of the game? Slowly you learn that you must eat with the fork and the spoon, sit up straight, keep quiet when others talk and laugh when a joke is told, when really all you want to do is be naked and run in the rain and push other kids and eat melted chocolate off your hands. And being an introvert, you never really understand - how could you? You're living in a world that sees everything different from you.
Someone asked before, People who don't socialise: At the end of their life, do they look back and wish they had made more friends?
Someone answered, People who don't socialise have no reason to 'look back' at the end of their life.
An introvert, to someone of this world, therefore has neither cognizance nor a life of meaning.
So, like I said, it's really a lot like being a kid.
If no one knows who you really are, and you can't be yourself anyway, no one really sees you. So apart from to your parents, You, the real you, I mean... You kind of don't really matter.
Sometimes
I don't mind going to a club, but can I have juice and stand in the middle of the dance floor and play mind puzzles on my phone? No. I must dance and get drunk and make out with strangers and be loud.
In a room full of people, can I sit at the south-west diagonal corner and watch the interactions and make a story and write the relationships down and leave without arousing suspicion?
Can I call someone because I just wanted to remember how they sound, then hang up without saying goodbye, without that person wondering what's wrong?
Can I just NOT smile, laugh, shake hands, have a wonderful evening, be doing something amazing in my life, good to meet you, how lovely, can't wait to see you again soon, haha you're so funny, oh I do admire you - simply because I really don't want to? And it's not you - don't be silly, how narcississtic of you! It never is about anyone in particular - really, it's me.
They call it being anti-social. That's actually a disorder. Treatable with a healthy dose of psychotherapy and medication.
That's why being an introvert is like being a kid. You know you have to be a certain way, but you don't know why. You do as you're told - how else can you survive in the world where being the loudest and most gregarious and most humourous is the name of the game? Slowly you learn that you must eat with the fork and the spoon, sit up straight, keep quiet when others talk and laugh when a joke is told, when really all you want to do is be naked and run in the rain and push other kids and eat melted chocolate off your hands. And being an introvert, you never really understand - how could you? You're living in a world that sees everything different from you.
Someone asked before, People who don't socialise: At the end of their life, do they look back and wish they had made more friends?
Someone answered, People who don't socialise have no reason to 'look back' at the end of their life.
An introvert, to someone of this world, therefore has neither cognizance nor a life of meaning.
So, like I said, it's really a lot like being a kid.
If no one knows who you really are, and you can't be yourself anyway, no one really sees you. So apart from to your parents, You, the real you, I mean... You kind of don't really matter.
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