It dawns on me that if I didn’t have Ralph around to get me out of the house, I might never leave it.
I never thought of myself as an introvert, until the World paused for the pandemic. I was perfectly happy at home. Enjoying meeting with my friends and fellow writers on Zoom or HouseParty.
It never dawned on me how drained I get after interacting with people in person, until things opened up again. I am certain that if I had the necessities I could stay in my corner of the world without any problems. Shelter, food, internet, my computer and fresh air along with my husband and pets are all I really need.
I look back on my life and realize that I’ve always had to push myself to get out to do things. Being an social introvert with anxiety makes it hard, but I overcame all obstacles. Sometimes on my own, but more often than not with the help of someone.
Unfortunately, the pandemic allowed me to be the real me. Now being social drains me. Even just going to church is a challenge. It’s a challenge that I don’t always make.
I feel as if I’m whining to you all. Believe me that I am just sharing what I learned about myself. Who knew that this old lady could still learn about myself?
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My Crazy Life 