An Open Letter to My Extroverted Friends

I love you.

Truly, I love you and I miss your extroverted exuberance and I can’t wait to see you in person and maybe ugly cry for a bit.

But.

The first day that my kids go back to school/camp (whenever that may be, let’s just pray it is sooner than later).

As much as I love you.

As much as I miss you.

I’m going to need to spend that day alone.

Because I am an introvert, and that means I get my energy from my Alone Time. And lately, there has been a severe deficit in that department. Even when I get to sit alone and write in my bedroom, there is often the sound of children fighting not ten feet from where I sit. Or sometimes a child bursts into the room while sprinting to the bathroom. Or comes to me distraught because a bumped finger is in dire need of a boo boo kiss (or amputation is likely). So the Alone Time I am getting is not quite as alone as I need it to be.

I NEED TO SPEND A WEEK IN A GODDAMN SENSORY DEPRIVATION TANK. CAN I GET ONE ON AMAZON? IS PRIME DELIVERY AVAILABLE?

So when the kids go back to school/camp (whenever that may be, holy shit I know life is uncertain but maybe we could dial the uncertainty back from an 11 to a 4 – we’d all still get the point!).

As much as I love you.

As much as I miss you and your extroverted exuberance. (Truly, it’s infectious and I’m not being snarky. Introverts need extroverts!)

I am going to need to spend at least a day alone in my house. Shaking a little as I detox from all the overstimulation.

We can have lunch on Day 2, okay?

With love and a little dash of insanity,

Your introverted friend,

Courtney