Living as an extrovert was the worst decision I ever made. Here’s why.

Me trying to figure out if I should go online or not. Just kidding! Okay. Maybe that’s an exaggeration. But if I recount several days of going without showers, mood swings, loss of interpersonal skills, my snarky attitude towards anyone bearing any gifts of positive criticism, and months of self-loathing, my judgment is right. Living [...]



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