I spent my adolescence feeling certain that something was wrong with me.
I could not find pleasure in social interactions beyond a certain point. I called myself anti-social.
I began measuring myself against my willingness to entertain others and be entertained by others. I failed on both counts and called myself shy.
I found maximum solace in my own company and needed plenty of solitude to feel alive. I called myself a loner.
It took long painful years to realize that I was merely an introvert. And that introversion is not a disease. If anything, it is a boon given to roughly half of humankind.
I'm planning a workshop titled "The Introverts' Ashram." It will help us understand introversion and leverage it to achieve our life goals. Designed for introverts. And extroverts wanting to understand the important introverts in their lives.
