Whenever I meet people, typically around the third encounter, I let them in on a secret (well it's not really a secret since I tell many people this and I'm sharing it now with you): I'm actually not as extroverted as I seem. I know, you're probably like what kind of lie is this? Though I'm straight with you, I don't gather my energy from my time spent with others. In fact, it's the opposite, my energy is drained. However, if you met me in public, you wouldn't think that this statement is true. Why? On the outside, I'm anything reserved, but that's what's on the outside.
At first, people used to think it was a show that I'd put on after I confronted them about how my energy is gathered and exerted. Though with time and age comes deeper awareness and maybe, just maybe, the Dalai Lama, Douglas Abrams, and Desmond Tutu have finally explained what I've struggled to communicate effectively to others.
Firmly, I believe that we are all going through. We all face situations that test our inner and outer strength. We all have hurt, and we all want joy and love and acceptance. If I can feel these emotions and want these desires for myself, how much more does each person, each human being, wanting, and desiring?
I would love to keep to myself, refraining from the possibility of being rejected by another human; though what good does that do? If we only associate with those who are of like mind or reach out when it benefits us, then we are no better than those we so call look down upon for being crude.