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1/ Introversion and Extroversion exist as opposite ends of a spectrum. My wife and I are both toward the Introversion end of it, she more-so than I. We’re both fine staying home and social distancing. Now tho, after almost of full year, it it starting to wear thin ...
2/ We moved to a new state, new town, new home in January 2020. It was cold and we were busy establishing household, unpacking, etc., so we didn’t get out much at first. Then COVID and lockdown hit. We still hardly know a soul here in town except my niece...
3/ ... but we can’t hang out with them because I am particularly susceptible to COVID, so we’re extra careful. Basically it’s been home, grocery store, home, take out (pick up), with the occasional doctor visit. We don’t eat-in at restaurants ...
4/ ... even though it’s technically allowed but limited; can’t take the risk. Delivery food every once in a while, just to break things up. The idea that we were being *encouraged* to stay home and not be around people was just fine for our Introvert leaning selves...
5/ ... but 12 months solid of it has now begun to effect even the most die-hard introvert. Human connection is necessary for everyone, some just need smaller, less frequent doses than others. Every passing week adds stress, like tectonic plates pushing against each other.
6/ The vaccine rollout(s) have GOT to improve and fast. Knowing there are vaccines and yet still having to stay in lockdown while society waits is maddening, adding yet more stress. It reminds me a bit of that story told by Capt. Quinn in “Jaws” about the USS Indianapolis ...
7/ ... where he said “You know Chief, that was the time where I was most scared, waitin’ for my turn (to be rescued from the water)”. While there was no vaccine at all, waiting wasn’t optional. Now that it’s here, even us introverts are looking for our spot on the rescue boat.
8/ Extroverts have had it the worst; 3 months into lockdown and they were going batshit crazy to get out, do stuff, and be around people. I feel for them, truly. My 79yr old mom has been reduced to tears because she wanted so bad to get out of the house but knowing she couldn’t.
9/ This rant is brought to you by my own emerging introvert frustrations. I would love to feel safe to go out to a restaurant for 2 hours with other adults, have someone else cook, serve, and clean up after while I leave a huge tip and a heartfelt “thank you“ to the staff. END
