A confession of an introvert person
I don’t need to take a test to get to know my personality type. I and other person already know that I am an introvert person. Based on general definition, introversion is the tendency to focus one’s attention towards the inner, mental world rather than external, physical “reality”. Introvert person are usually reserved, have quite energy, feel comfortable being alone, become preoccupied with their own world, listen more than talk, have good concentration and prefer to work ‘behind-the-scene’. Those belong to me.
I fully understand that those are my strength and my weaknesses as well, and I keep on my pace to make it balanced. One thing I cannot manage is I like being alone, but not lonely. I do it sometimes. I am just sitting in my room, looking into sky or listening to music. It’s just me, my thought and no interaction with others. I divine into my deepest soul and usually come up with numerous questions. In the silence with limited activity, I can uncover the answer one by one.
At that moment I was in the zero position, full of consciousness. It’s just me and my ego, the basic thing that every human being has. How well I know myself? How far I could be honest to myself? How I will compromise with my ego related to problems and reality I face every day. Am I brave enough to conquer my ego? Or am I dare enough to admit that I was been manipulated by my ego? It’s a kind of introspection phase when I find out that I have done several things which I didn’t need to. What a silly I am, but nothing to be regret. Regret will not change the past. The most important thing is how not to make a similar mistakes in the future.
That’s something I don’t get when I have discussion with my friends. Intensely or not, people will bring their ego to defend themselves. No one will deny that there is little part of her/him does not like to accept critics. That’s way I would rather find myself to be alone.
