Pardon me while I dust off my soapbox and get fired up about something (Ha! As if my soapbox ever gets dusty…).
I’ve got a bone to pick when it comes to introverts and extroverts.
There’s a huge misconception about what both of those words mean, and I used to fall prey to it. In fact, I spent a big chunk of my life feeling like I was broken because of how widespread this false interpretation is.
For some reason, we’ve gotten the idea that being an introvert means that you’re shy. A wallflower. Quiet. Hesitant to share your opinions. Demure.
And on the other hand, we assume that being an extrovert makes you …
Lately I’ve been feeling like the world is moving impossibly fast.
Maybe that’s because, over the past few months, I’ve felt inspired to get more informed and involved in my local community, my country, and the world at large.
I used to pride myself on not watching the news. That kind of negativity didn’t have a place in my life, I reasoned.
But recently, that stopped feeling like a positive, self-protective measure and more like an excuse to stay in my bubble where “ignorance is bliss.”
As someone who values consciousness over almost anything else, I couldn’t continue rationalizing keeping myself in the dark.
And so, I’ve made a conscious effort to educate myself about …