Twice this week, in a matter of days, and quite by accident, I came across the subject of introverts. Seems like a sign to talk about it!
There is a book on the New York Best Seller list by Susan Cain called Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking that has been in the news everywhere. I haven’t read it yet, but the subject itself hit close to home.
The book’s website features a quiz to see if you are an introvert or an extrovert. Can you guess which one I am? ; )
I = Introvert. If you answered the majority of the questions true, you’re probably an introvert. Given the choice, you’ll devote your social energy to the people you care about most, preferring a glass of wine with a close friend to a party full of strangers. You think before you speak, and relish solitude. You feel energized when focusing deeply on a subject or activity that really interests you. You have an active inner life, and are at your best when you tap into its riches.
Yep, that’s me! Of course I already knew that. And while not having read the book yet, I have some thoughts on the subject. Introvert doesn’t mean shy. And it doesn’t mean uneducated. And it doesn’t mean boring, And it doesn’t mean we have nothing to say. And it doesn’t mean we are a doormat or unable to make our own decisions.
And here’s a piece of advice: Never ask someone, especially someone you barely know, “why are you so quiet?” It’s rude. And awkward. We would never ask you “why are you still talking?”