I asked a friend today to breakdown my personality as to how they perceived me through interaction. It came back that I am inherently introverted.

At first I was shocked to hear this, but as I thought about it, I realized that this friend was right. While I’d like the world to think I am fun at parties, the truth is that I’d rather stay home and read a book or surf the Internet. Even when I bring my children to soccer games and school functions, I’m not the type to chit-chat with other parents.

I will dance like a fool once out, but getting me to leave is your biggest hurdle. It also has to be something that I really enjoy doing like going to a baseball game, an aquarium or zoo. I love watching the symphony and listening to live music as long as I’m not surrounded by pot smoking dead-heads.

I don’t know. It’s kinda sad if you ask me. Have I become so disenchanted with strangers that it limits my ability to have fun in a strange social situation? Am I afraid that I will be judged? That I will be found wanting as a person or a parent?

Ah, the joys of paranoid optimistic trying to have some semblance of a social life.