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Introverts and Extroverts respecting each others boundaries

In a recent discussion with my sis, we delved into the differences between us-- primarily the introvert vs. extrovert difference. That inherent difference colors our views of most every situation and choice. I had no idea until that discussion how very differently we can view the very same thing. In fact, despite how it may appear to others, I really don't feel like an extrovert. I find small talk really challenging, I need alone time to recharge, time among large groups of people is exhausting. But I guess the difference is that I don't prioritize my alone time above interaction, I go to the event and socialize knowing I will be exhausted after. I guess I am a hybrid intro/extrovert. It takes a toll though. My drive to be doing "something" all of the time is difficult for some of my loved ones to understand. I am always creating something, starting a business, volunteering, supporting a cause-- it may seem a little crazy to you. I don't know what drives this, but I know God made me this way-- and for a purpose. I don't complicate life on purpose, it just comes naturally. If you have someone in your life like me-- a weird into/extrovert hybrid-- love them, and support them. Gently speak your boundaries so they don't drag you unwillingly into their adventures. Remember that they are just as driven by their nature as you are by yours, so be patient. 

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