I’m not really a people person. I kinda like people, and often enjoy spending time with them – even strangers – but I am really just too shy in most situations. My friends find this hard to believe, because once I know someone I really crawl out of my shell.
Every now and again, I will place myself into a social situation with strangers to try and conquer my shyness and most of the time, I will end up sitting quietly in a corner, observing, until right at the end.
Today, again, was one of those days. I attended a meet-up with strangers – women, to be more precise – and found it hard to strike up conversations with those around me. Mostly, I am never sure what to say or how anything I say would be received. It is not like my interests are so different to those around me – books, movies, media, online activities, gardening – there must be something there to talk about?
Maybe it isn’t shyness. Maybe it is utter self-absorption instead. So wrapped up in my own world that I am convinced there is no space for others.
Maybe I should just get over myself.