A Can of Introverted Worms


We often speak of “comfort zone” like it’s a can of worms, not to be opened. But like the seductive qualities of chocolate, the pleasures that it bestows upon us can be really gratifying. At least to an introvert like me.

The rise of the Extrovert Ideal (Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking by Susan Cain) seemed to spell out a set of rules that have us believe we have to conform to in order to be popular and well-accepted. These ideals tie in favourably with the ideological beacon that guides our life, companionship.

Make no mistake. Introverts lust for companionship as much as extroverts do. However, the roadmap in which such intimacy is achieved cannot be more different between the two.

Unlike our boisterous counterparts who thrive in elaborate shindigs, introverts may exhibit a cold detachment towards such events. But in fact, we just want to slide under our blanket of comfort, revel in silent reverie, to recharge.

Susan Cain said it best. “Love is essential; gregariousness is optional. One genuine new relationship is worth a fistful of business cards”. So excuse me while I sever the cord that connects my consciousness to the hustle and bustle of the noisy world.


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