Interacting with people’s like exhaling and being alone is like inhaling. Breathe in, and then out. But mostly in. After a while of interacting with others, I end up feeling exhausted, overwhelmed, like something in my body is screaming for solitude and I can’t breathe because people.
Sometimes I try being extroverted. Sort of. I’ll venture out and make some new friends or go to a party, etc. But it’s unsustainable and tiring. To some extent, it’s fun, and I do like interacting with people in small, measured doses. But not for long. It’s like being a giant battery that’s drained by human interaction; the only way I can recharge is by being alone. Or being a turtle who finds solace in diving into its quiet shell, just turtlin’ around.