I struggle with social anxiety. I tense when I meet new people, and try to avoid this if possible. I worry about little things;
"Will they like me?"
"What should I say? "
"I don't look good today they are going to think I look like this all the time! "
"They will ask me questions.. I stutter when I'm nervous..."
"Aaaand that was the worst first impression ever...."
I am an introvert.
But I am blessed to be.
I may not be able to hold hours of conversation, but I will notice your new haircut when no one else did.
I may not light up the room when I smile, but I notice when you are sitting alone, and I'll join you.
I may not tell the best jokes, but I am a very good listener.
I may not engage in crazy antics like jumping off the roof into a pool, but I know when to support you when you get hurt.
The joys of being an introvert is knowing when someone needs a hug. Because I am not loud and talkative, I am able to notice the hurting and those needing a shoulder and an ear.
I love being an introvert.
Your Starfish Story is still being written. . . Have faith