Yes, I am introverted and shy, the silent type, who generally doesn’t talk much. The world inside me is much bigger than the world outside me, and that is what the people around me do not understand.

I am always the quiet person in a gathering or a group. I cannot talk much, but that makes me a good listener. I many a time observe people, since I don’t talk a lot. There are only a few people who I can talk endlessly to and I don’t come to how time goes by. I was never the happiest person in school or college. I was many times the quiet person in a noisy classroom. I prefer talking to just one or two people more than I do in a group. I am not always out there. I tend to be preoccupied with my own thoughts and I am not good at socializing in a group.

I cannot fake confidence, when I am not confident. It's draining for me to socialize, but I am mistaken by people to be an arrogant person since I don’t talk much. I would like to have a small number of people in my life whom I can count on my fingers rather than have a lot of people in my life just for my namesake. Quality matters more to me than quantity. I might not be socially confident but I can talk a lot about topics that really matter to me with a very few people whom I am extremely close to and at that time I am unstoppable and I can go on and on about that particular topic.

I more comfortable in activities that involve a few a number of people rather than a big group of people. But I sometimes feel like I cannot fit in or I that I am not wanted in a particular group of people, which doesn’t make me feel good about myself, and often feel like people don’t like me or ignore me, even when I try to come out of my comfort zone and try to socialize. Socializing and meeting new people might be exciting and fun or even normal for others but it is a very big task for me. I cannot freely express my thoughts and opinions because I fear I might come across as a person who is not very likable and sometimes it might wrongly come across that I don’t really possess any knowledge about the topic that is being spoken about, or maybe even as a person who is not intelligent.

But I know that I am not less than or inferior to anyone in this world, and I am learning how to accept myself the way I am and little by little to feel less sorry for who I am because I know I am a beautiful person who is just different from others and neither are they wrong nor am I wrong, we all are unique and special in our own ways. Just like how in a garden there are different varieties of flowers, this world has different varieties of people who are all beautiful in their own ways.

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