An Introvert’s Strange Sleeping Disorder

An Introvert’s Strange Sleeping Disorder

  2 am knows all my secrets. I think this has a lot to do with the fact that I’m an introvert. We introverts crave the absolute solitude that only the cloak of night can offer. While others are snoozing soundly, dreaming of showing up to school naked, we are wide...
Introvert – How to NOT feel guilty for staying home

Introvert – How to NOT feel guilty for staying home

Staying home is meant to be bliss for an introvert. But this isn’t always the case. Often, our sweet solitude turns sour. And here’s the most annoying part: Our staycations and hibernations are foiled by something we feel like we have no control over. Something that...
An Introvert’s Happy Place

An Introvert’s Happy Place

I’m writing to you from some place special today. It’s a place that is near and dear to my heart. I’m curled up in a blanket with a hot mug of herbal tea in hand, the ocean within view, and my writing apparatus at my fingertips. In other words, I’m in my happy place....
If Introverts Ruled The World (A Fairytale)

If Introverts Ruled The World (A Fairytale)

My imagination feels like a real person to me. When I’m alone, she keeps me company. We have lots of fun together, me and my Imagination. With today’s post, I’d like to take you on a journey through an imaginary world where introverts rule supreme. It’s a short and...
Introvert: When your mind turns against you

Introvert: When your mind turns against you

Let’s talk about a situation that makes a lot of introverts hate themselves. This particular scenario used to happen to me a lot when I was around extroverts. It can happen anywhere, but let’s just say you’re are at a bar: You go in feeling pretty good about...
Introvert – I’m somewhere, but not here

Introvert – I’m somewhere, but not here

“She’s never where she is … she’s only inside her head.” Janet Fitch We introverts love to wander. Our favorite destination for our quiet explorations is our imagination. No matter where we are, we feel called away by our own thoughts. The words of Anaïs Nin come to...