When I was in college, a lot of people told me I was an introvert. I’d always deny it. Me? Introvert? Nah. I could carry myself well in social situations, talk to people, and even enjoy a good group activity. Sure, I didn’t speak a lot in front of new people, but that didn’t automatically make me an introvert… right?
Fast forward 7–8 years later, and I can confidently say: yeah, I’m an introvert. Working from home really sealed the deal.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I can’t talk to people. It’s just that I feel much more comfortable when things are pre-planned. If I have to order food or drinks, I need to know exactly what I want beforehand. Sometimes I even write down my customized drink orders so I don’t mess it up in front of the cashier. It’s not that I freeze up, but there’s this comfort in being prepared.
I’ve been customizing my drinks in coffee shops too, less sugar, fewer calories, oat milk instead of dairy, and mostly matcha since I’m not allowed to drink coffee anymore. For someone who loves coffee, this is tricky, but hey, it’s doable.
The funny part? If you know me personally, you’ll see that I can talk a lot, a lot, when I’m with people I’m close to or feel comfortable around. I’m not shy, I’m just… selective with my energy.
Working from home has made me even more comfortable in my own bubble. Less small talk. Fewer awkward moments. But also fewer chances to stretch those social muscles. And maybe that’s why I feel like my introverted tendencies have deepened.
At the end of the day, I’ve learned it’s not a bad thing. I just work a little differently from others. I enjoy my own company, I thrive in quiet spaces, and I can still socialize, as long as I can prepare for it.
So, maybe I was always an introvert. It just took me a while (and a global shift to remote work) to admit it.
Sunshine after the rain 
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