As a type of person who loves to stay indoors and has very few friends, I would call myself a nonsocial person. My friends refer to me as an introvert, which I agree that I am. Give me free Wi-Fi, electricity, a pantry full of food and I would stay indoors for months or weeks. The urge to go out is something I do not experience frequently.
The only time I venture outside is when I have lectures or exams or somewhere important to be, like Church or my mum's shop when she travels or has to restock. I rarely attend parties or visit people. I feel comfortable in my space and I love the peace that comes with it. People who do not know me well always think I'm unfriendly, but the thing is I do not like unnecessary talks. (I hate gossip especially)
The friends I have know I'm a very bubbly and jovial person around them and my family members. They come around to visit me often, and once in a while I return the favor. It doesn't mean I don't show up for them when they really need me. I do. They've just come to understand that it is my nature, and I am grateful to them. Besides, I prefer genuine friendships than having a trailer load of friends that do not have good intentions.
My mother always devises one plan or the other to get me to leave the house, but it doesn't always work, thank God for the Internet and dispatch riders I can stay at home in peace. I don't see being introverted as a bad thing, everyone must not be an extrovert like my cousin who we rarely see at home. Haha
I am very comfortable staying alone. It gives me a lot of time to meditate and work online and think of new ideas in peace. I think I'm at my happiest when I'm alone in my room, surrounded by my books and pillows. I also love the quiet and calm, especially when everyone goes out, and I am home alone.
As much as I love my quiet life, I will admit that I have lost some good friends in the past, especially after I lost my Dad. I just withdrew from everyone, and I've come to see the error of my ways. They got tired of reaching out to me for years without getting a response. When I was eventually ready to reach out to them and apologize, we had relocated, and I lost my phone. It turned out I lost all their contacts as well because I had been mistakenly been saving contacts on my phone and not on the sim card.
As the saying goes, time waits for no one, which is why I've learned to try harder in my relationship with people now. I try to put more effort into reaching out and keeping in touch, and not always being in a world of my own. As for going out, being social and attending parties, that is something I don't think I'll learn, but it's never too late who knows what might happen in the coming years.
As my mother would say to me, life is too short, and I should really start thinking about making the most of it outside my room.
Thanks for reading.