For a while I prided myself for being a people person when I realized how much I enjoy dealing with people at work during my old sales rep days and now my nursing days, on the other hand analyzing myself at a normal social level I am quite the opposite. For most of my life I duped myself into believing that my introverted and reserved nature was justified by the inherent stereotype for us smart Asians. It became even more concrete ever since I took the Myers Briggs Type Indicator (MTBI) test in high school, to which it “clinically” affirmed and stamped me an introvert. With that I accepted my fate to continue living a reserved lifestyle. I agreed with the outcome and was comfortable with it. At first there was a feeling of doubt and shame, but it was just enough to suppress these feelings to accept the defeated me for me. That was a mistake. This is not the best me. It used to be that a peace-of-mind stemmed from my confidence in which saying less exudes wisdom and pride, while being too expressive and talkative exudes foolishness and low self-esteem. But now its a 180, I accept that being quiet is the same as not existing. This reminds me of Mystery’s bone chilling quote, “If you can’t attract, by definition you are sterile.”


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