I didn’t really discover I was an introvert until I hit my 40s.
I know. Late bloomer. I guess I just considered myself shy and perhaps lacking a huge desire to “socialize.” Today, I am proud to announce that I am a hardcore introvert and I’m betting either you are too or you know one or two introverts yourself.
If I run into you at the store and you want to strike up a conversation, I apologize ahead of time. I mean, I am genuinely happy to greet you, but I’m not thrilled about carrying on a conversation. Also, if we are on the elevator heading up 10 floors, just so you know, I prefer pin-drop quiet. It’s not that I’m antisocial. I just prefer quiet over noise and many times I simply prefer to converse with myself up in my own head.