Consequences of being an Introvert!

Date:18th March 2022

TGIF!!!

Happy Friday, Readers! How are you all doing today? I hope you had an amazing Thursday, and I am also praying that your Friday will be even greater.

We are on the sixth/fifth day of the week, and we are finally entering the ending weeks of march because only thirteen days are left until we enter April.

When I started college, I was reminded how fast time passed because it was only three months ago (January) that I entered, and now we are entering April; it genuinely is shocking that three months have gone in the blink of an eye. 

Before starting college, I always thought it would be an interesting life where you could live alone without the heavy influence of one’s parents, and if you read my previous article, you would know how much I love being alone.

I can remember my high school classmates talking about how great college life was because it meant they would get to do many things they couldn’t do with their parents.

Some of them talked about how many parties they would go to, how many relationships they would have, and things of that nature.

Fast forward a year later, and entering college, I don’t see the need to do all that, and instead of living the life I had previously stated, I have found myself becoming more introverted than I already was in the past.

I have always been introverted, meaning “I feel more comfortable focusing on my inner thoughts and ideas, rather than what’s happening externally or around me.” 

That statement is a perfect explanation for how my college life has become.

After my lectures/classes, I usually return to my room and spend the whole day there; sometimes I read, other times I use my phone/laptop to browse readcash and other platforms, some would say it is a boring lifestyle, but it is what makes me happy.

I have always found joy in staying by myself and not interacting with many people, and while this may mean that I won’t have many or a large number of friends, I am ok with that because having lots of friends isn’t a guarantee that I would be happier/satisfied.

I have never really found anything wrong with being introverted, but maybe that was because I didn’t have many people around me except my classmates, and I was already good friends with all of them.

Being in a new state where I don’t know anyone has shown me that there are disadvantages to being introverted, and in society, people will always look at you with disgust if you don’t fit their narrative.

My dorm is a mixed one, meaning that both males and females stay in the same area, and while I don’t have a problem with it, it sure causes me a lot of problems because it seems like everyone is in a relationship or trying to be friends with benefits for some reason.

Being the only guy who talks with neither the girls nor the boys has made me become an alien or weird human.

Staying alone/being introverted has several hurdles, and it is quite funny that even when you try to be quiet and restricted, people will still find a way to oppress you.

People always tend to label me as weird or snobbish when I don’t interact or talk with them, and sometimes they even say I am a suspicious character because I always keep to myself.

They always label a lot of negative traits to me, and while I don’t care about it because I know that is not who I am, it tends to make me frustrated sometimes because people can be so foolish sometimes.

I was walking past a girl the other day, and when she saw me, she started shouting “weirdo” repeatedly.

I didn’t care much about it because it didn’t affect me, but I was shocked how a person was willing to mock another for wanting to be alone.

It wouldn’t be the first time this sort of thing is happening, which is why I was able to keep my composure even when she shouted that there are other times when they spread rumors that I was a killer; I was shocked to hear this one because I couldn’t even hurt anyone.

Being in this situation has shown me how bad people really can get.

I am even more glad that I stay alone because I would never want to be associated with people who do all these sorts of things, like spreading rumors about someone you don’t even know.

That is both childish and dumb, and I guess I was wrong to think I ever thought there would be more mature people in college.

I will be ending the article here because it is already too long, and I don’t wish to bore you with a long article.

Thank you for reading!