Somedays I wonder what it would be like to be an extrovert and be able to make friends easily. I sometimes think that I’ve grown to comfortable being an introvert. The main thing that scares me about this is that I’m not actively seeking companionship. Wish I was different.
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I used to think that there must be something wrong with me for actually preferring to spend time alone. Now I think that it’s just a delicate balance to be maintained between “personal” time and the “social” time.