Confessions of an Introvert

Confessions of an introvert: what it's like to be introverted

I’ve always been an introvert.  I am at my most comfortable when I am alone, and being in group social situations is something I find to be very tiring.  As I have gotten older, I’ve not only accepted but embraced my introversion, yet there is always an underlying awareness that being introverted is not necessarily socially acceptable.

Increasing introversion over time

I experienced a boost in social activity while I was doing my first university degree, from about age 18-23.  This was fuelled in large part by alcohol, but also by a desire to explore and have fun while figuring out who I was as an adult.  Even at that time, though, I had my small core group of friends that I had strong connections with.

As I moved through my 20’s, I continued to have a reasonably active social life, although it became increasingly clear to me that it felt like work to be in group social situations.  I wasn’t anxious; it was more that it just didn’t feel natural.  I hated making small talk just for the sake of talking, so when I was interacting with people I didn’t feel close to it seemed to take a lot of effort to come up with something to say.  

I used to push myself to be sociable even though I didn’t want to be, since I thought I should conform to normal social expectations.  As I moved into my thirties, though, I began to adopt more of a “f*** it” mentality; if I hate parties, I’m not going to go to them just to try to please other people.

Being an introvert in a helping profession

I’ve been a mental health nurse since age 25, and that has proved to be the curious exception to my introversion.  I thrive off of interactions with my clients.  In part, that’s because the nurse-client relationship is the rare situation where highly personal topics are seldom out of bounds.  

I also feel like there’s less spontaneity required; I’ve been a nurse for 13 years, and it’s very much second nature by this point.  My nurse persona is a well-oiled machine that takes little effort to set in motion.

Introversion + Depression

I first developed depression at age 27.  When I’m depressed, my natural introversion is amplified exponentially.  As time has gone by, my depressive illness has pushed this introversion to extremes, and I become extremely isolative, as described in my earlier post on becoming a hermit.  I’ve pushed all of my former friends out of my life, and while I know in theory that’s probably not a good thing, I’m mostly at ease when I am alone.

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Introversion isn’t social anxiety

One misconception about introversion is that it is the same as social anxiety.  Let me put that myth to bed right now; they are two very different creatures.  While I may occasionally feel slightly anxious in social situations, social anxiety has never been a major issue for me.  

A key difference between introversion and social anxiety is that introversion can feel very comfortable if you accept that it’s the way you are, whereas there’s no comfort in social anxiety disorder. There’s more on this topic in this post on differentiating between introversion, shyness, and social anxiety.

Social expectations

Where introverts may experience the most discomfort is in the dissonance between who they are and the prevalent sociocultural expectations of extroversion.  In many cultures, people are expected to be social creatures.  Parties are supposed to be a good thing, and having a large group of friends is valued; one need look no further than social media to see this.

One good thing (maybe?) that has come of my depression is that I don’t give a fat flying f*** what other people want or expect of me.  My depression makes me hate people, which allows me to wallow in my introversion like a pig in mud.

Maybe, just maybe, if my depression goes into remission again, I will find a happier medium somewhere between my natural introvert tendencies and my depression-fuelled dislike of the world.  Then again, maybe I won’t, and my social connections will consist of my pet guinea pigs.  Either way, I fully accept that I am and always will be an introvert.

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17 thoughts on “Confessions of an Introvert”

  1. Thank you for your honest reflection on Introversion. My wife is introverted and I know I need to give her space to re-charge. I can only imagine imagine how challenging it is to live in a world where everyone is expected to be extraverted. I admire your determination to honor your Introversion. I wish you well. I look forward to more of your articles. Blessings Roland Legge 🙂🌹

  2. A well written, and insightful look at the differences between social anxiety and introversion.
    I have to admit, I am more comfortable being alone as well. However, if I’m with the handful of friends I do have that suffer from mental illness/disorders, I do feel at ease. For the most part, we are all pretty much the same.
    Great read. 🙂

  3. I can relate to a lot of what you’ve written here. Introversion and social anxiety both have a big impact on my life and I’ve sometimes found it hard explaining to others the difference between them. You’ve written this post very beautifully and insightfully!

  4. Thank you so much for your openess in sharing this. What you wrote about not giving a fat flying f*** made me laugh! Have you read “The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*” by Mark Manson? 😀

  5. “My depression makes me hate people, which allows me to wallow in my introversion like a pig in mud.” hehe.. love this 🙂
    Before I was diagnosed, I was the same as you, hated small talk and could never figure how what to say to people unless I was drunk or high. I think as I became aware of the ‘stigma’ surrounding this subject, that shame, at not being able to do what others do naturally sober, was part of the issue which led to my breakdown. I may explore this in a post now..

      1. Yep. I think it’s becoming more socially acceptable now perhaps.? I sometimes think its older generations who tend to judge more harshly- being a sparkling conversationalist is always the more ‘acceptable’ to older people I think.. younger people aren’t always so quick to judge harshly. Perhaps?

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