I am admittedly and unashamedly an introvert. But, I live in an extrovert world. I would most prefer to stay home with my family or curl up with a good book as opposed to attending some kind of social outing. I am analytical. I weigh all the odds before making any decisions. The idea of public speaking makes my skin crawl or even answering the phone sometimes leaves me queasy. But I married an extrovert. He is loud and talkative in a social setting and he LOVES to visit with people and is NEVER afraid to speak his mind. But, this is good for me, because it gets me out of my shell. But, gosh dang it, IT IS HARD! Sometimes I feel covered in a shroud of fear. I don't think he always understands the depth of my loathing of social occasions.
When I was in high school, my boyfriend was an extrovert. He could stop and talk with anyone, he could remember names, faces and experiences as he struck up a conversation. Me, I was the quite, shy girlfriend who just stood there beside him. My best friend in high school was definitely an extrovert. She was fun loving, silly, giggly, often referred to as bubbly, and she just had that engaging personality that drew me to her side like a magnet.
So apparently, as an introvert, I am attracted to extroverts. They are fun to be around and drag me out of of my comfort zone. But here is the question...What does an extrovert have to gain from a relationship with an introvert? What do I have to offer? I'm 42 years old and still trying to figure that one out...