If you have read any of my other posts, you know I’m an introvert. I am an introvert who does not appear to be on because and many people don’t understand, I love people. I can be the life of the party for about 15 to 30 minutes. Then I have to disappear. If I actually attend a party you can rest assured that it was either mandatory, a mistake, it was one of those step-out-of-my-comfort-zone moments, or I had some idea of a quick and clever escape once I arrived. I have always felt my introversion was an advantage and I have learned to stop making excuses for it, but recently I am seeing that there is a clear extrovert advantage and it is making my me feel, for lack of a better phrase, some kind of way.
Those who are extroverts and thrive on creating and attending social…
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