Being an introvert is weird.
I had a massage for the first time yesterday morning. I wasn't nervous about it at all. It was fine and made my back feel like a rockstar.
Then I had a doctor's appointment. It also went fine.
What's not fine? Eating alone in a crowded restaurant at noon in a big(ish) city. I tried to stay in the restaurant, but I couldn't do it. I took the rest of my food out to my car and finished it.
Total strangers massaging me, poking and prodding me? Whatever. Total strangers eating at their tables, not paying attention to me? Oh my God, get me out of here, my little brain can't handle it.
I can't explain any of that to a person who's not an introvert.
Life's weird sometimes.
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