I have always been pretty good with people. I rarely get nervous about meeting new people or talking to people which I'm really grateful for. I know some people have crippling social anxiety and although I can't speak from personal experience, I can only imagine how difficult that can make the act of living. After all, humans are, supposedly, naturally social beings. And more often than not, I find myself in the presence of others.

So I guess to most I may appear to be an outgoing, extroverted person, but really, I'm an introvert.

Now before you all attack me for being an extrovert who really just wants to be an introvert because introverts are cooler, I can guarantee you that this is not the case. To briefly entertain you with what goes on in my mind, let's play out a scenario. OK, picture this:

You are in public, in an unfamiliar, but completely safe surrounding where there are lots of people around you. These people are strangers and rather than being an antisocial person who hides in a corner, you choose to talk to some friendly looking people. About five minutes into the conversation, you find yourself casually talking to others and just having an overall decent time. As time continues and you engage with more and more people, you slowly feel like life is literally being sucked out of you and your brain is turning into mush. By the time you are back at home, you do not want to talk to or be around others and want to be alone for a while.

This is basically how I feel.

The definition of an extrovert is someone who gains energy from engaging with others, and an introvert being someone of the opposite sort of nature.

Although I may be fairly good at being social and I do tend to enjoy the company of others, over time, being around people really drains me. That is not to say I am a people hater. It's just that I invest time and energy into being with people, which tends to take a lot out of me.

I do not mind doing things alone. To be completely honest, I relish and treasure my alone time. Whether that be something as simple as eating by myself to visiting places on my own, I find that I enjoy the time when my only company is myself.

Maybe I am a social introvert.

Or, in a more oxymoronic way to say it, an extroverted introvert.