I’m an extrovert.Â I know this will surprise those of you who have met me in person. (Also, head’s up: grass is green, humans need air to breathe, and Stephen Hawking is one smart mofo.)
This is all well and good, but the.real.boy is an introvert.Â Most of the time, we live harmoniously â€¦ he doesn’t play well with others, but this is not required for me to have fun.Â We’re pretty used to me jumping in with both feet, while he, well, he stays home.
But, around the holidays there are so many invitations, so many things to do!Â It always gets a touch sketchy while we try and navigate through the sea of social engagements in December.
Any advice for an extrovert who loves an introvert?Â And you?Â What are you?Â How does that affect you?
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