I thought I am an introvert, until I met a true blue introvert. She is like a textbook of an introvert. Every description of an introvert definitely fall into her lines of characters. It is like studying another perspective of human being. And it is definitely not me.
I love human. I love small talk. But, at times I will behave like an introvert, curled up in my own cocoon, thinking and feeling depressed because I have told others of myself too much. Then it occurs to me that it maybe because of inferiority complex, which details I came across about 20 years back. Probably because of my family background, and experiences or my look. But then again, those were histories.
I am extrovert, to the T.
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