If you were writing your autobiography, what would be the title?

My memoir would be called 'Who Was She?' and I'd call it that because unlike my online presence, in real life I tend to make an effort to 'disappear into the background' and simply observe.

I can understand and identify with this....this is another reason this forum is important to a lot of us....to express our thoughts...I thank the owner and moderator for this.
 
To what do you ascribe this double identity between the online Debby and the real world Debby? I experience much the same bifurcation and in my case I offer the excuse that I'm very introverted.


You know, I spent years of my life, trying to be a friend to various people. Had interests in common, I was an encourager, helpful and made a point of never getting into any controversial discussions (unlike here) , and quite simply it never worked out nor was it reciprocated. I think it was probably because as an introverted person, my efforts were 'felt' to be efforts but not 'real' if you know what I mean. Oh well, I can't help it that, like you, I'm an introvert. I don't feel good with one-to-one in person and large gatherings only provide an opportunity to disappear into the wallpaper. I'm sure from what you've shared here, that you can understand.

Actually, I read an article in HuffPost last week that suggested that there are more introverts in the world than there are extroverts, so we are normal....and they are not;)! Golly, that makes me feel so much better.....well maybe not because I'm still left with the same ambivelances. I even had to tell my husband last week that he couldn't phone and make my dentist appointment because 'I needed to do it so that I couldn't let those anxieties take over entirely'! Yep, it extends to phone calls too :(

When my daughter was a kid, she had a friend named Chelsea who was one of those people that walks into a room full of strangers and within minutes, they were a room full of friends! No lie at all! I used to watch her cruise the room in amazement because even as a child, she just had this glow that drew you to her. Imagine, envying a child for their joy of life and freedom to engage with others!
 

And Georgia, what you've described are also feelings that I know too well. In my case, I was like this as a child and it never changed but for a long time I made an effort to live normally in spite of it. But since we moved to a province on the other side of the country a few years ago, I simply gave up trying. Now I could happily stay home for weeks(months?) at a time, seeing only my husband, the dogs and my cat and chatting on the phone with my two daughters.
 
Shirley, are you saying there's something wrong with my nose? Oooh dear, maybe that's why I've never been good at making friends...people 'can't get past my nose'! Hahahaha:D! I can just hear my girls saying, "Oh Mom" with 'that tone' you know?
 

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