You are not broken
This is the first entry in my Dear Introvert series—a collection of mini-essays dedicated to the quiet ones. I’ve felt called to write it for months, and am finally gathering the courage to put out there.
Dear Introvert,
You have been called quiet. Shy. Urged to “come out of your shell,” raise your hand, be more social, go more places, do more things.
To speak up, connect, to participate.
As though the only way to participate in being a human is out loud, face-to-face. As though if you just changed this tiny little thing of your entire personality, then you’d really thrive.
This is wrong. You do not need to become louder or more sociable or to meet other people where they are in order to be whole or worthy. To live a fulfilling life.
You are not less because you’re quiet. You’re not faulty because you like being alone. You are not flawed because you’d rather dream in the dark than dance in the light.
You do not need fixing. You are not broken.
