Everyday NhanSense: Each day, I will blog about something that comes to mind. My goal is to practice writing about my hobbies, my interests, my opinions and so forth.
Day 16’s Topic: Being a shut-in.
I have been a shut-in my whole darn life. It has just been ingrained into my personality since day one. Even as a kid, I preferred staying indoors, tucked away in my room above all else. I guess in a sense I was destined (doomed?) to be an introvert at heart.
Heck, I was one of those kids whose parents would have to force their child to play outside. I recall lots of moments where I would get scolded for not getting enough fresh air. After all, it was typical for my parents to see me sitting on the floor while watching cartoons or playing video games for hours on end. Then again, cartoons and video games were my favorite things in the world as a child.
As a matter of fact, not a lot has changed over the years in a sense. I still love anime/animation, and being a gamer is still something I can label myself with confidence. Of course, the shut-in aspect is actually a part of me I want to change. At least, in some regards.
Because you see, I value my privacy. I like being able to relax in my own personal space without anyone cramping my style. But at the end of the day, I have found myself feeling very lonely without enough human interaction.
A random conversation does wonders for my well-being.
A discussion about sports. A debate about what’s the best kind of pizza topping. Anything. Just anything. Sometimes, I wish I could just talk to more people about things.
But you know what? Whose fault is that?
I may be a shut-in of my own accord, but it’s ultimately my fault I don’t try to venture out of my bubble more often. It’s not like I have trouble making friends per se. It’s just there are moments where I seemingly care more about being “safe” in my living space than being a normal type of person.
You know … the kind of person who doesn’t have to treat every social encounter like it’s a big deal. I don’t bode well with strangers a lot of times. I am bad at first impressions, and me being absurdly shy means I can’t tell a lot of social cues from one another.
One of my personal goals in the next few months is to cut down on being such a shut-in. I don’t foresee myself reaching the perfect metamorphosis of a social butterfly by any means, but perhaps even a dusty, social moth will do.
Because, believe me, being holed up in your room/living space for too long is not healthy for you. Sometimes, I swear to God I am trapped in my own perpetual prison where I am my own warden.
It’s time for this warden to reach for the key and let this shut-in out for some time … “out there.”
“Get good. Be better.” – Nhan Fiction