I have always felt a natural attraction towards introverted people. The more socially awkward and cripplingly anxious you are, the more likely I am to want to be your friend. Maybe it is the joy I feel whenever you finally come out of your shell, or maybe its my secret, sadistic love of fueling another human's anxiety (in the most innocent ways, I promise), but I love befriending those who don't have many other friends. Because of this, I always try and put myself in the shoes of those who choose to put up with my embarrassment and in my research, I have compiled a list of the most common things I, along with every other extrovert, do with my best friends. Your best friend may be an extrovert if:
You are asked (forced) to take endless photos.
If you're beautifully extroverted best friend is anything like me, every party/social gathering/public outing is filled with the constant begging of photographic evidence, because did we really hang out if no one on Instagram is there to like it?
You are double (quadruple) texted.
I am 100 percent certain that if I look at the last five conversations I had via text message, they will all contain a single sentence separated into multiple texts. It adds dramatic effect, OK?
You are embarrassed by proxy.
Things that embarrass the normal human being do not phase us extroverts for we are born with a natural defense from the haters. Sadly, our loved ones of the introverted variety do not have these hater shades equipped at all times and are thus exposed to the odd stares and judging whispers caused directly by the actions of their friend. I'm sorry we do this to you all.
You can't keep up with our name dropping.
With extroverts comes large circles. With large circles comes large amounts of gossip. Not everyone is born with the ability to simultaneously spill tea about 17 different people at once all while discussing the latest episode of "Keeping Up with the Kardashians," so sometimes you'll have to remind us to slow down and explain.
You have become used to human contact.
In my experience, introverts don't usually like physical affection. Well, that doesn't fly with me. I'm all for respecting personal boundaries, but odds are, if your best friend is an extrovert, you have come to accept that a constant barrage of hugs, high-fives and random pats on the head are all a natural part of our friendship. And who knows, some of you may have even grown to like it!
You are constantly told that you are loved.
No matter what you do, no matter how much we annoy you, know that we love you. Every time we drag you onto the dance floor when you don't feel like dancing, every time we invite you to come sit in the student union with us for no reason, and every time we scream "I love you," in the most public of places, just know it is because we really, truly and irrevocably love you.
To my introverts, I leave you with this: you are amazing, and we appreciate the balance you bring to our lives.
Sincerely,
The Extroverts of the World