It’s a tough world to be a young introvert. How does one survive? Why is reading this blog on book reviews, introverted problems and short stories going to make you want to come back to read more? Continue reading to learn more, but we will begin with a little backstory on the writer…
I am a dancer, but as contradictory as it sounds I hate being the entertainer. Performing on a stage is a different sensation for me because I don’t have to interact with the audience. I can express to people who I am and show them what I have worked for, but put me in a crowd of people and ask me to speak I shut down. One of my worst experiences was receiving an award. Yes I know that sounds bad, but hear me out. I was at a festival and I wasn’t aware there was an award for emerging choreographers. A piece I had created was eligible for the award, and when my name was suddenly called I was beyond happy. Excited. Completely taken off guard. All was well until I had a sudden heart stopping realization I had to get up and accept the certificate. I ended up almost in tears on the small platform stage trembling through an anxiety attack.
The reason I stress that it is tough being not just an introvert, but a young introvert is because most of our careers are beginning and the concept of networking becomes a pretty necessary part to advance in whatever living you want to create for yourself. Even without the pressures of making your personality likable to get ahead in your career, I have been constantly told since I was thirteen that I need to be more outgoing. Maybe it is mostly because I am a dancer, and boy did I pick quite a career, when the next job you could have pretty much solely depends on your connections and who you know. I hated hearing over and over that I need to put myself out there because that was the only way I would get ahead. I had to pressure myself into more than a reasonable amount of social situations I was uncomfortable in and I had such a hard time being myself because I am NOT AN EXTROVERT. I was trying so hard to be because that was what I was told would be the only way I’d have a career. As soon as I was able to realize the reason I was not likable at social events was because people can clearly see through a person who is fake, I quit the whole I-totally-love-people-I-am-an-extrovert act. It changed everything. People appreciate introverts as they are. I wish I would’ve known that before I went and embarrassed myself pretending to be an extrovert.
Aside from the complications of an extrovert driven career choice, the point I really want to get across before I explain my blog theme is that Introverts are pretty cool people, but we are so cool we don’t want the entire world knowing. It would end disastrous. Not only would the heads of many blow into smithereens at the existential ideas that torture the brains of an introvert’s mind for nights on end, but we ourselves would most likely have the energy sucked out of our souls after just a week of too much attention. Interacting with a physical human being doesn’t thrill and get our blood pumping like an extrovert. Well… Maybe once in a while it can give a bit of a adrenaline rush, but for the most part it takes a certain energy out of us that takes lot of precious alone time to build. They could sit for hours delving into the most complex places in their head, dissecting theories and solving complex non existing problems they thought up for entertainment and come away from it on an adrenaline rush ready to go share with someone close their newfound discovery. This is exhausting though, and introverts really crave just as much social interaction and communication as a extrovert does. We just find conversation is a little different way…
Now we have finally gotten to the part where all of this back story relates to what brought you to this page today. I go by the name Bohemian Queen because I am one who has a passion for adventure and getting into the hearts of strangers and I am excited to see what other forms of free spirits find their way to my page. Learning about people, hearing their stories and becoming inspired through others is a priority to me in my life, but how does an introvert get that when they are drained by people? For me I have found that some of the best things I have experienced were things I read in books. Reading was in my own way an introverted conversation. Getting lost in a person’s story that doesn’t require them to over exert themselves in an outside situation. Reading an authors imagination is like being able to listen to their thoughts for hours on end. It’s being with a character as they accomplish great trials, fall in love with incredible people, and discover things about themselves that changed their life for the better, or sometimes worse. That is what makes reading so incredible. In fact just as valuable of an experience as getting out and socializing with people can be for an extrovert. Of course I still have a real life – I don’t live in a small cave doing nothing but reading books and preaching to you all on a blog how I live an incredible life. But sometimes along with the close friends I enjoy and adventures life takes me on, I find myself still wanting more.
I am not speaking for all introverts across the globe, but I know that after conversing this theory with a few of my good friends, the experience of reading is relatable. My decision to start this blog was so that others who feel the same can connect. I have made a goal in hopes to accomplish sharing my personal experiences and reiterating incredible conversations I have had through the incredible books I have read/recommend, and maybe even eventually begin to post my own short stories. You can follow alongside my introverted adventures by checking in at the end of each month for a new update where I will write about the book I enjoyed most that particular month, a few more ranting posts stemming from an introverted mind, and maybe occasionally a short story. I hope to reconnect with you soon on the Bohemian Queen’s guide to an introverted conversation!
With hopes for love and adventure,
The Bohemian Queen