Don’t call me, I’ll text you later…

Ambivert, introvert, antisocial, … whatever, keep your social expectations for me set at low and we will get along just fine.

I have ALWAYS been lacking in the patience department, that has not changed since my husband’s passing.  If anything, my pool of patience has shallowed.  I don’t have time nor energy for idle chit-chat.  And now, more than ever, I despise the phone.  Sure, it is a necessary tool for work, but outside of that, I don’t really want to pick up the phone for socializing if I don’t have to.  I am sure this offends some people in my life, I know there are friends that probably take it personally when they reach my voicemail over and over again.  Now I am not going to say that I NEVER talk to friends and family on the phone.  There are a select few with whom I catch up with now and again.  My mother of course, a cousin, and perhaps a friend or two from high school.  For the most part, when it comes to phone calls, I am on “radio silent.”  Call it being antisocial, call it being introverted, or don’t give it a label at all.

I don’t just abhor phone conversations, social gatherings like parties and groups are not immune to my avoidance.  I don’t loathe these quite as much, but to be honest, they are hard to handle.  I literally need time to mentally prepare for such an event, even if it is just meeting a friend for lunch, and YES, even if it is something I am excitedly looking forward to. And conversely, I also need time afterward to decompress and relax.  I need my alone time.  I treasure my alone time.  Even if I thoroughly enjoy my socializing and have the absolute best time, I am typically exhausted and drained once it is over.

From what I have read, I would be classified more as an ambivert than an introvert.  An ambivert enjoys alone time, but can also enjoy being around others.  They can be outgoing in the right context, they have the flexibility to work both alone and in teams, and have the ability to process outloud and internally.  So there!  I can be a jack of all trades…. I just prefer it not to be on the phone.  LOL

(If you want more information on Amivert, Introvert, Extrovert, you can click here)

I have a huge “thank you” to shout out to my friends. They have stood by me through all my changes. Through my ebbs and flows, through my periods of isolation. (Which tend to be many) They understand that I can be antisocial, and introverted. They get that I am no longer a chat on the phone type of person. Text me if you want to catch up, or just check on me. That is typically the best method to reach me.

*This post is dedicated to my family and friends that put up with my crap.

Everyone says that in hard times you find out who your true friends really are. I somewhat disagree with this statement. Friends differ in how they support you. Some friends may shy away, but not because they don’t care, moreso because they don’t know what to do or how to help. Most friends are still there, waiting in the wings for some direction. Friends can fade in and out of your life. Treasure all your friends.

Published by jenr8ion widow

I am a mother of a teenager. I am a career woman. I am a remarried widow. I am struggling everyday to hold it all together, raise talented and gifted child, and come out a better person in the long run. This is a chronicle or rant of my journey. Many will judge, many will criticize, but not many can say they walked in my shoes.

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