I’ve always been the opposite of rambunctious. As a child, I was calm, and it hasn’t changed. I had a second cousin who was rambunctious as a child. Once, we visited the family, and I didn’t want to go there again because of him. I was a child myself then too. The boy was younger than me. When my late mother was worried, I took it easy. Rambunctious people stress me out. Certain people raise their voices to say something. I only raise my voice when I’m upset. My temper is not to be messed up with. I also calm down quickly. Why stay mad for a longer time than necessary. If you do things calmly, you get them done better.
Someone needs to be calm. If everyone was rambunctious, there would be even more chaos in the world. To be peaceful is only an advantage. Maybe sometimes I’m a little too cautious, and it has stopped me from doing things. Whatever happens in life, I will always be the opposite of rambunctious.
Here’s myths about introverts that I found on the internet. There’s a lot of myths about introverts out there. But being an introvert shouldn’t be seen as a problem. It’s not like we’re from another planet. Some of the answers to the myths I disagree with. There’s a lot more but these are 10 of the best. This is how I see them.
Introverts don’t like to talk In a way that’s not true. I only talk when I have something to say. I don’t waste my time on talking nonsense. But talking is not my favorite thing. I just don’t like the sound of my voice. If you give me a subject I really like, don’t even imagine, stopping me. Me, quiet, no, I just think before I speak. That way I won’t say something stupid and hurt someone’s feeling. Confrontation is the worse thing I know. Especially around strangers.
Introverts are shy I can be shy when it comes to people I don’t know. I do wonder if I’m really introverted or just shy. Obviously they are two different things. It depends in what kind of mood I’m in. I’m also a coward so maybe I’m a cowardly, introverted shy person.
Introverts are rude Anyone can be rude and it has nothing to do with being an introvert. I try to be nice to people, if they’re nice to me. If they’re not, they can see another thing coming.
Introverts don’t like people Sometimes that’s true. I do like people but most of the time they’re annoying. I would rather talk to a pet (if I wasn’t afraid of them that is) or to a plant than to people. I just hate repeating myself. Maybe people have wax in their ears or I talk too fast so they don’t hear what I’m saying.
Introverts don’t like to go out in public How am I suppose to buy food if I don’t go out in public? I’m not afraid of the outdoors. You have to go out sometime to get some fresh air. Seeing other people is good for the mental health as well. You don’t have to interact with them if you don’t want to.
Introverts always want to be alone Maybe that’s the reason the reason I don’t have any friends. People think that I always want to be alone. I do but sometimes I wish there would be someone to talk to. Even one. I don’t need a lot of friends to keep me happy.
Introverts are weird Weird are the people who think introverts are weird. Even extroverts can be weird. Being weird makes other people look too ordinary. What a boring place the world would be if no one was weird.
Introverts don’t know how to relax and have fun How can you relax when extroverts are trying to change your personality. And partying and drinking is not the only way to have fun. People just seem to have no imagination when it comes to ways to have fun.
Introverts can fix themselves and become Extroverts Or the other way around. Introversion is not a decease, it’s a personality. Some might become more extrovert when they get older but still be introverts. I’ve tried to be extrovert but it just feels unnatural. It’s just not me. I don’t think extroverts are really honest with themselves. There lives an introvert in all of us. If everyone were extroverts there would be no solitude or silence anywhere.
Introvert prefer books to partying Me, reading a book? Don’t make me laugh 😀 I’ve tried to read Lord of the rings twice but I failed miserably. I rather stay home and watch TV than read a book. Beside I’ve never even been invited to a party. If I did I would say no because the reason people party is the get drunk. At least in Finland. Besides I don’t like alcohol and drunk people. Once a homebody, always a homebody.
In the end we’re all the same. It doesn’t matter what star sign you are or what country you live in. Everybody should be proud of who they are. Why should we label people in the first place? It’s much easier to accept differences than trying to change a person. I’m proud to be introverted because I know when to shut up 😉
I don’t know if stats are vital, but I’m placid about my blog stats. The recent posts don’t get many views. It’s gone downhill, as you can see in the image below.
I won’t stop writing the blog because of this. It can feel disappointing for a few moments, but the feeling passes. Sometimes people don’t have time or interest to read blogs. I won’t start to think what the reason might be. Stats aren’t everything, no matter what people say. Stats isn’t a rule; it’s more of a guideline. Maybe there would be more traffic if my blog was about something else. But since it’s not, it’s obvious it won’t get as much as some other blogs with more “interesting” subjects.
This is my 10th year of blogging. It has taken time to get this far. Blogging is like life; you have some ups and downs. You get one like, or you get 30. People are interested in what you have to say. You don’t have to compare yourself to other bloggers. If you don’t write for others, then write for yourself. That’s how I think when I write something. It doesn’t matter how many followers you have because no one knows how many are genuine. Followers don’t mean visitors or views. I’m not even sure how many truly like a blog post. Is it the blog post banner they like or the text? These are complicated things. I’m placid about my blog stats. I enjoy writing, and I will continue to do so. I need to get my thoughts down somehow, and I might just share them with others. Blogging is sharing, after all.
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