Two hours of having dinner with friends and being in my outgoing persona left me with headache and spent energy.
Not until I read Quiet by Susan Cain do I realize why I avoid social scenes like a plague. Wedding, birthday parties, get-together, clubbing, etc. You name it, but I will not come if not for social obligations. Being surrounded by people drained me to the core so that I become literally ill at the next day. Neither until then do I realize why I always feel like wearing a mask, even when I am with close friends of mine. I senses that they never see my true self. They don’t even believe it when I show who I am really inside so that probably means I wear this mask extremely well.
So I found the reason why every time I am at home I become grumpy and irritable, especially when family members just do not know when to leave me alone. That when I am home, I really need a down-time and become busy with doing nothing. That at home, I am recharging.
Everything makes sense. I like it when things make sense.
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