When I go out I feel uneasy. A host of invisible eyes seem to be creeping on me. Making eye contact with other people requires a conscious effort, but by now it's become a discipline, a little act of courage. On good days I even smile. When I go out, the more clothes I wear, the … Continue reading Social Anxiety and What (Not) to Do About It
I am perhaps the most introverted person that I know. Someone once even called me "almost dead," but in fact I am only quiet, quiet in a way that not everyone understands. Society favors the active, the loud, the confident, the extroverted. In the classrooms, in the office, at social events, it's the extroverts that … Continue reading The Benefits of Being an Introvert
(c) Michel Cheval - Sounding Silence I don't know about you, but when I feel sad or lonely or restless, I write. When I am at peace and content, however, when the sky is blue and the shadows of threatening clouds do not loom over me menacingly, I tend to be silent, to keep to … Continue reading On Writing and Silence
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