Awkwardly Introverted

  I’m not quitting. I’m not giving up. I’m just reclaiming the terms. 💅🏾 Lately I’ve been tired — not of creating, but of trying to do it on platforms that want everything except to truly support me. I’ve tried the shops, the print-on-demand sites, the follower-building, the “optimize your audience” hustle. And what did I get in return? Fees, rejections, and silence. Over and over. 🙄 Platforms like Spreadshirt, Teepublic, even Patreon — they all act like they’re here to help you grow. But what they really mean is: “If you already have clout, we’ll let you make money. If not? Good luck shouting into the void.” 📉📢 Well, I’m done shouting. ✌🏾 I’m still creating. 🎨 I’m still dreaming. 💭 I’m still doing what I love. 💖 I’m just not doing it for algorithms or storefronts anymore. Until I find another way to do what I want without paying a lot and getting little in return, I’m stepping back from the selling side. The pressure. The chasing. 🚫💸 I’ll be here. Posting on this blog —...

You ever see a meme so accurate that it feels like someone’s been spying on you? 👀 That’s exactly how I felt when I saw this one. Because, let’s be honest—there are   two   versions of me. Me in real life:  😶‍🌫️ Avoiding eye contact, headphones in (even if they’re not playing music) 🎧, and praying no one randomly strikes up a conversation 🙃. I walk with a purpose—even if that purpose is just getting snacks from the gas station 🛍️. Social interactions? Minimal. Energy level? Protected. Me online:  😂 Dropping memes like confetti 🎉, reacting to every funny post 🤣, engaging in debates about fictional characters 📖, and responding to messages with lightning speed ⚡. Suddenly, I have  opinions  and  things to say . I’m a full-on social butterfly 🦋—just without the whole “being around people” part. It’s not that I  hate  people—I just prefer them in small, controlled doses. Like a carefully curated playlist 🎶, not a chaotic live concert ?...

So… yeah. This is a blog post. About introversion. No big speeches. No deep analysis. Just me… existing. Loudly, in my head. 🤷🏾‍♀️ I saw this ribbon that says  "Proud Introvert"  and honestly, yeah. That’s me. But also, being an introvert isn’t always something I want to wear like a badge. It’s just… how I am. No small talk. No unnecessary conversations. Just me, my books 📚, and the comfort of knowing that I don’t have to explain why I like being alone. People ask, “Why are you so quiet?” I don’t know, maybe because I have nothing to say? Maybe because my brain is busy replaying that one embarrassing thing I did in 2014? 😬 Maybe because I don’t feel like talking just for the sake of filling silence? Silence is nice. I like silence. 😌 But then, being introverted doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy people. I do. In doses. Small, carefully measured doses. Social battery is a real thing 🔋, and mine runs out fast. One conversation at a time, please. Preferably with someone who also e...

  There’s something comforting about quiet. It’s where we recharge, where we thrive, where we can just  be . If you’re an introvert like me, you know the feeling—nervously fidgeting in social settings, choosing a cozy night in over a loud party, and sometimes struggling to put yourself out there. The world often feels built for the loudest voices, but that doesn’t mean we have to change who we are. Introversion isn’t about being shy or antisocial —it’s about energy. It’s how we spend it and how we replenish it. Social interactions can be fun, but they can also be draining. And that’s okay. Some of the best moments are found in solitude: ✨ Getting lost in a book (no distractions). ✨ Enjoying a hobby in complete peace. ✨ Deep conversations with a close friend, instead of small talk with strangers. ✨ Watching the world unfold from the sidelines, soaking in all the details others might miss. We may not be the loudest in the room, but that doesn’t mean we don’t have something impor...

 It’s me—your friendly, socially exhausted introvert—coming at you with the ultimate mood badge: a pink shield that basically screams,   “I’m here, but please, for the love of all things quiet, keep your energy levels to a minimum.” If I could hand these out in real life, I absolutely would. Imagine walking into a crowded room, and instead of bracing yourself for small talk ambushes, people just  knew  to approach with caution. No unnecessary conversations, no forced interactions—just mutual understanding that some of us function better with minimal human contact. Because let’s be honest—sometimes, the world is just too much, and the only thing standing between me and complete social burnout is an invisible shield of solitude. And if that shield could be physically worn? Even better.  

You know that feeling when someone walks into your space and immediately shifts the entire vibe? Yeah, not here. This house? This space? It’s a sanctuary of peace, quiet, and introvert-approved energy. This doormat isn’t just décor—it’s a warning, a reminder, a boundary in woven form. Your energy needs to be right before you step through this door. Leave the chaos, the drama, and the unnecessary small talk outside. Bring good vibes, mutual respect, and a willingness to embrace the quiet. Because in this house, we recharge, we exist in our own worlds, and we do so in peace. You have been warned. If your energy screams “loud group chat,” this is probably not the house for you. Think of it as an introvert’s version of a bouncer. Except instead of checking IDs, it checks your aura. Didn’t pass the vibe check? Sorry, no entry. And let’s be real—if you walk in here with that “I need to vent for two hours” energy, you might just find yourself accidentally ghosted in real life. One minute we’r...

  It’s just me—the amazing, slightly awkward, fully introverted woman behind this blog. And what better way to capture the essence of my existence than with a collage of my many moods? Courtesy of InstaMag (because even introverts need a little app-assisted creativity sometimes). Expressions range from  mildly unimpressed  😐 to  questioning all my life choices  🤨 with a sprinkle of  forced social interaction exhaustion  🥴 thrown in for good measure. This is the reality of being inside my head—an endless loop of reaction memes but in real life. The thing is, I’m not always this animated (except when alone, of course). In public, I default to  neutral face mode  😶—a perfected balance of  don’t talk to me  🙅🏽‍♀️ and  I swear I’m approachable… kind of  😬. But behind closed doors? The facial gymnastics are  real  🤡. So here’s to all my fellow introverts who know the struggle of making small talk 😵‍💫, pretend...

  This perfectly sums up the ultimate introvert mood—staying in bed, reading, and avoiding the chaos of the outside world. 📚😌 There’s just something about getting cozy under the blankets, surrounded by books, with maybe a furry friend nearby 🐶 (who totally understands the need for quiet time). The idea of stepping outside? No, thanks. It’s too  peopley  out there. 🙅🏾‍♀️ Some might call it antisocial, but honestly, it’s just prioritizing peace. The world can be loud, exhausting, and full of small talk I didn’t sign up for. Meanwhile, books offer immersive stories, well-written characters, and zero awkward interactions. No weird eye contact, no forced conversations—just pure escapism. 📖✨ So, if you're the type who’d rather stay home with a book than go out and socialize, just know—you’re not alone. We’re all just introverts vibing in our cozy bookish worlds, hoping the outside world doesn’t come knocking. 😆

There’s something deeply satisfying about finally getting to unwind after a long day of navigating the world. 🌍 The noise, the expectations, the small talk—it all melts away when I can just exist in my own space. No forced conversations, no draining social obligations. Just me, my comfort, and the simple things that make life feel a little easier. A comfy spot on the couch 🛋️, a good book 📚 (or let’s be honest, scrolling endlessly through my TBR list, debating what to start next 🤦🏾‍♀️), maybe a drink in hand 🍷, and the knowledge that I don’t have to be  on  anymore. That’s happiness. That’s peace. ✨ For an introvert, moments like these aren’t just nice—they’re necessary. They’re the quiet recalibration after spending too much energy on the outside world. It’s not loneliness, it’s solitude, and there’s a huge difference. Some people recharge by being around others. Me? I recharge by sinking into my own little world, where the only voices I have to hear are the ones in my ...

The second I step through the door, my vibe instantly shifts. Whatever version of me existed out there in the world—layered up, braving the cold, battling the wind, and trying to look somewhat presentable—disappears. The first thing to go? The   extra   layers. It’s freaking freezing outside, and I’ve been bundled up like a human burrito all day. 🥶🌬️ The scarf? Unwrapped. The coat? Tossed. The hoodie underneath that?  Maybe  peeled off, depending on how the indoor thermostat feels about cooperating. I’m over here looking like I’m unpacking for a weeklong trip, but really, it’s just the chaos of trying to survive winter. And don’t even get me started on my fingers that are still thawing out from the wind’s personal vendetta against my happiness. 💨 But the next battle is the jeans. Oh, the dreaded jeans. After a long day of wearing what I can only describe as leg prisons, they’ve got to go. Awkward shimmy, a tug here, a wiggle there, and—finally—I’m free! They land ...

  There’s something about sitting by the water that quiets the mind and soothes the soul. The gentle ripples, the soft light—it all creates a space to simply  be . Hours into my time by the water, I was already immersed in its calming effect, feeling grateful for the peace that surrounded me. But, as often happens, tranquility can be fleeting. Just as I was fully embracing the stillness, a group of loud voices arrived, yelling at the top of their lungs about... well, you can imagine. The noise shattered the calm, reminding me how fragile peace can be when others bring chaos with them. Earlier in the day, I had felt the weight of an early class and the exhaustion from moving between distant buildings. It had already been a busy day, but that moment by the water was my chance to unwind and reflect. I had hoped for a quiet escape, and for a while, I got it. It’s in moments like these that I think about labels—specifically, the label of being an "introvert." It’s a word that fits...

Welcome to my heart! 🧡 This little map really captures the essence of what it feels like to be an introvert—my happy place! It's like a perfect illustration of all the spaces I love to retreat to when I need to recharge. First up, there's "Alone Time Lake"—ah, the calm and serenity of just being with *me, myself, and I*. 🌿 Then there's the "Solitude Mountains"⛰️, towering high, giving that much-needed space from all the noise and busyness out there. Oh, and "River of Daydreams" 🌊 flows through everything because let’s be real, who doesn't love to get lost in their own thoughts for a while?  I can't forget the "Land of Self Checkout Lanes"—a personal favorite. 😅 Seriously, avoiding unnecessary conversations is a dream. And speaking of dreams, "Region of Hibernation" is where I go to power down after too much socializing—introvert fuel, if you will. 😴  The "Country of Animal Pals" 🐾 is where my heart tr...

Y’all, it’s Virgo season, and you know what that means—it’s my time to shine! ✨ That’s right, your favorite creative introvert is celebrating a birthday next month, and I’m here to remind you just how amazing us Virgos truly are. 😏♍️ Let’s be real—Virgos get a rep for being all organized and perfectionistic (which, okay, is true), but there’s SO much more to us than that. We’re basically walking bundles of honesty, goofiness, and surprising amounts of fun. Honesty Is Our Best Policy: Need advice? We’ve got you. And not that sugar-coated stuff either—Virgos are straight shooters . But don’t worry, we’re not out to hurt feelings; we just genuinely want to help. We’re Not Clingy—We Just Like Our Space: Look, I may not call or text every single day, but trust, if I care about you, I’m keeping tabs in my own quiet way. So if I go MIA, don’t take it personally—I just need some me-time to recharge. Big Kid Vibes: And don’t even get me started on how goofy we are. People think Virgo...