The Introverted Advantage Novels & Stories

We’d walked quite a distance away from everyone but he wasn’t satisfied. He was an introvert and hated noise, ‘according to his words. But I think this spot we were in was perfect. “This is so much we can go, Vorga.” In just the few minutes that I spent with him, we had become so close that I could casually speak to him.

"Chainsaw?" "Yes," he said. "Do you not know that introverts go about with chainsaws hidden under their pants? Because it is unsocietal, they keep it locked in, waiting for sufficient trigger. But, maybe if you have met more people, had fun, and understood how people work, you won't get to pull your saw when humans annoy you." "That's scary the way you paint it," Elena commented, having no idea where exactly he was going with this. "It's true you're an artist."

I always make sure I get there first to get a good warm-up. I’m an introvert and don’t like being around others. I don’t have the patience for ignorance or stupidity, and I didn’t take crap from anyone. I am reserved and observant, making sure I keep to myself. I am not one to make friends with other wolves, but I only spoke to them when I was obligated to. I heard someone say the other day that I wasn’t approachable. It ain’t a lie, and I’m glad they noticed.

But seeing the meek and harmless look on the little girl’s face, she lowered her guard. Khloe already formed a conclusion in her heart. As indicated by Nico's statement, this young lady called Sian, was unmistakably medically introverted, simply autistic. It was said that mentally unbalanced individuals had a few characteristics and a sharp disposition. It was no big surprise that Kane was so apprehensive around then. At the point when she thought about this, her resentment towards Kane vanished.

My body tenses as I gather all the strength I had and stood up. If there was one thing I feared the most, it was attention. While most people crave for it, I despised it. I never quite understood what gains did being in the center of attention have, apart from pressuring you to be perfect. It all came down to confidence, which as an introvert, I had none of.

I asked scathingly. “See, that is what I meant. Before you came to know who I really am you were talking to me so nicely, you thought that I was a regular guy. Which I am, just because I write books does not mean that I am a people’s person. Rather I am an introvert and I don’t want to talk to people except a few chosen ones, like my family,” he said. I looked at him and tried feeling if he was lying to me or not. But I could feel that coming from him. It looked like he was telling the truth after all.

I'll love you till my last breath. We are different. Very different. And that's the most beautiful part of our relationship. We complete each other. We compliment each other. While you are full of life, I am an introvert. While you are a shopaholic, I am a miser. While you believe in investing in experiences, I believe in investing. While I forget everything post-fight, you keep a manual in your head (every woman, I guess). I have learned so much from you. You make me a better person.

"And if that were the case, I see his dependence on you as an affective need." "Is it an important factor that he would always want me to choose him above all else?" "Typical trait of the dependent person. From what you tell me, it's clear that he wanted to be your center of attention," he clarifies and I nod. "The dependent person, Juliette, needs the person they depend on. It's somewhat similar to an addict's need for drugs, he has to use them." "Drugs," I think and in that precise instant, everything falls on me like a bucket of cold water.

Not just me, but our work colleagues and even our supervisor we well. She had been a peaceful and reserved type of person, you can say that she was an introvert, but not a total loner who preferred to isolate herself from the rest of the crowd. No matter how quiet she was, she still makes sure to poke fun and engage in a conversation with the people around her.

I'll love you till my last breath. We are different. Very different. And that's the most beautiful part of our relationship. We complete each other. We compliment each other. While you are full of life, I am an introvert. While you are a shopaholic, I am a miser. While you believe in investing in experiences, I believe in investing. While I forget everything post-fight, you keep a manual in your head (every woman, I guess). I have learned so much from you. You make me a better person.