...that I'm actually an introvert.
I found this great article a little while ago and it sums up my situation perfectly.
I may be a very social person, but that doesn't mean that I'm an extrovert.
As a friend of mine so eloquently put it, "I'm an introvert who leads the life of a social butterfly."
I have been told that I could talk to a wall and the wall would talk back.
I love hanging out with my friends and being social.
I love teaching my nuggets and talking with my coworkers.
However, in order for me to do that, I MUST MUST MUST have time alone.
Whether it be blogging, trolling the internet news sites for some random bit of gossip, watching a show I've already seen, or crocheting it has to be done.
I went through a very bad time in my late teens/early twenties.
Panic attacks GALORE.
I now realize that it was in part because I couldn't recognize that I was actually an introvert and was therefore going against every fiber of my being.
Whether a person is an introvert or an extrovert isn't determined by how they act around people.
It's determined by how they recharge their emotional "batteries".
Introverts recharge alone, extroverts recharge around others.
So, which one are you?
I'm off to be alone! :)