The past few weeks taught me, a self-proclaimed “Queen of the Introverts”, a surprising benefit to being an introvert, that is, someone who gets his or her mental/emotional energy from ideas, from within. Extroverts get their energy from being around people, from without. Neither way is good, or bad, just different.
My inclination towards introversion carries over into being uncomfortable around crowds of people. I’m not a “party person”. I’m happy to be at home, read a good book, write, take in the sights and sounds on the nearby nature trail, or do yard work.
In the culture I live in, extroversion is the preferred tendency at school, at work, and in organizations. Since introverts are generally quiet, they are looked on as being odd, or “standoff-ish” perhaps.
In this strange time of stay-at-home orders, self-isolation, and quarantine, I’m realizing an unexpected benefit of being an introvert: I can be happy in the lifestyle I already have, no adjustments necessary.
I never thought this season would show a benefit of a tendency much of the world considers odd.