There’s such a thing as being too introspective.
It’s called being a highschooler.
That’s how I’ve felt this week, like a highschooler. Every feeling, every thought, all my interactions have gone through the filter of feelings, attacked by my worldview, looked at from every angle. After going through this process, they’re plopped out in haphazard fashion to anyone who may be nearby.
It’s there. Leave it there. Don’t think about how you feel about it, just let that thing lie there!
I’m an introvert. Filtering and processing is what I do and it takes time. My extroverted counterparts also filter and process, but their system works at lightening speed and rather than internalizing every encounter, they process it on a high level and carry on with life.
See what I’m doing? I’m being introspective about extroverts/introverts.
Some weeks, like this past one, I spend all my days living an extrovert’s life. Moving at the speed of life, no time to stop and process, lots of putting myself out there. The result is me trying to find a rock to hide under while also trying to discern why it is I need a rock so badly.
I share with my husband how tired I am of having to live in my weakness. Why can’t God give me something to do that I’m good at?! (I know, pride and God’s glory and all that, I never said I was being rational this week, I said I was being a highschooler.)
I shared with him, and he just looked at me. That was probably best, but terribly frustrating.
Maybe I just won’t share anything with you anymore.
Then, he said what is my favorite quote of the week: “No! Honey, don’t worry I have DEEP WELLS of emotion!”
Sure. that’s what we need, two of us feeling feelings. 🙂
Yeah, it was one of those weeks.
🙂 Now that I’ve filtered and processed it, I can laugh about it!