Let's Be Alone Together
I've been learning that I can spend way more time with people than I ever thought possible. I used to believe that, because I enjoyed being alone, it meant that I preferred it to having company. Truthfully, I love both. It's not a "this or that" scenario. There isn't a finite amount of enjoyment to be had that must be divided between two polarities. It was always such a relief to find better and better words to describe myself, words that allowed me to relax a little more into that bit of myself that I had struggled to change, that I didn't notice I was painting myself into a corner. "I'm an introvert! It means This not That. Gaining a little permission in exchange for a new boundary drawn. Trading one freedom for another.
Fuck that. I am so much less reliable than that. I shed descriptions like snake skins. The minute I put one on it gets uncomfortable and itchy.
Here's to hermit crabs hanging out, butterflies sleeping through the biggest and best party, and everything in between. Shine on beloved fellow weirdos.