Between

          A welcome conversation. A social fulfillment, and there's strength....for a time. A busy area and there is claustrophobia, the same humanity now becomes a burden. This is when I knew I wasn't a people person.

          I learned the term years ago: ambivert. It's one who enjoys people and being social, but needs a mental and emotional break sometimes. Speaking to nearly everyone I meet, I once thought myself an extrovert (a people person); then it all changed. It was the death of my mom (who ironically was a big extrovert) that pushed me away from people. Years later it was regularly dealing with people that confirmed it. Something felt off in me and I wondered if something was wrong with me. There was: I needed a recharge internally (something ambiverts need). Ironic how death can reveal this, where the "death" of a preconceived belief gives us clarity and life.

          Here and there it would pop up: the need to recover, rest. "How's the day treatin' ya?", a cashier would be asked, where moments before I'd avoid a busy store aisle. Somewhere between it all I'd learn again, then keep learning (as I am even now). There would be clarity, a reflection, and an application. Somewhere between "social butterfly" and "reclusive" I'd walk (and still do at times). I'm still learning, still growing, realizing how to be an ambivert and live again.

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