INTROVERTS FELLOWS: Have you ever find that you are being misunderstood?

I have been chief among the introverts all my life. All that you mentioned I have experienced, and more. I thought for a time that there was nothing more than loneliness and pain for me for the rest of my life. A time or two I wondered who would care if I just folded my tent and went home. Who would even notice I was gone? Maybe Mom and Dad, no one else.

But I was not willing to give up. You know that feeling. You know there is something more for you, somewhere, somehow.

Call it stubborness, call it tenacity. We introverts have it deep within us. Deeper and harder to reach than in our extroverted counterparts, but stronger too. I finally recognized that my life as I knew it was simply not all I was meant to be. There were things that burned deeply within me that were screaming to get out. We have talents that no extrovert could imagine. We have a passion for life that they only dream of. No, they don't even know it exists! We have gifts that stir our souls every day. No one knows they are there but you and me. I have been there at your side my friend, I've stood in your shoes. The pathway we walk as introverts may be rugged and narrow, but it is rutted and worn from those who have gone before us when the way was far less traveled.

Take a look within yourself this weekend. Consider what you want to do for the rest of the world that so desperately needs your help. Is it you who insults and bullies? No! Is it you who won't reach out to the quiet kid? No. Is it you who is blinded by all that is flickering and buzzing around in this fast paced world? No. Does your mind fly from one thing to the next without ever acknowledging the simple and quiet things of beauty? No! It's others who do that. Not you and I. We see the subtle changes in the shadows on the mountainside as the Sun moves across the sky. We smell the faint fragrance of a tiny flower others would simply trample. We think, and consider, and imagine. Others only respond to their environment. We see, and taste, and smell, and know what can be. We are the ones who consider, and dream, and invent, and design, and write, and bring tears of joy to others. We weep for the beauty of a piece of music. We must touch and absorb a work of art. We experience life. Others just live in it.

We need them. Don't get me wrong! But we are needed more! Our talents are needed more! Our vision is needed more!

So look inside. Do you want to write? Take up your pen.

Do you want to create a work of art that will bring others to tears? Take up your brush! Do you want to help them understand what they could have been? Show them what you are.

I have learned that I can stand before a room full of people and have them screaming with laughter at my humor. And with my next sentence have them weeping in acknowlegement of some thought or situation. I've done it. And not just once. I have another series of meetings to present next week that I volunteered to lead. Every morning next week the conference room will be all mine for an hour with seventy plus people each day. Managers, engineers, craftsmen, project leads, superintendents. And only me up front. Scare you? Me too... every time I've done it. Many, many times now. But people always shake my hand and pat me on the back and tell me they wish they could do that. They have no idea what it took to get up there. But when it's over I feel absolutely alive.

I'll be wringing wet with sweat and exhausted when I'm finished, but they don't know that. All they know is they had a blast and want to know when I can do it again. How did I get there? Stubborn tenacity! I have suffered through too many presentations from flighty and disconnected extroverts. I love extroverts, I do. But I knew I could do better. I just had to get up and do it!

At church I can kneel down with someone in prayer and bond in complete unity with them in God's spirit for a few moments. I know exactly what they are feeling and what they need. If only for a moment, we are one before Him. And I receive as much as they do. More.

I can look into the eyes of someone and see their hope, their pain, their apprehension. Not I really, rather God in me. He knows my heart and He knew what He had for me to do.

I'm just man. No one special. Nothing really. But isn't that the perfect vessel? One that will allow something precious or valuable to dwell within? To keep the contents safe until it is needed?

There is a place for you. There is something only you can do and be. There is someone for you to walk with. You have great worth. Do not waste that. It is rare and precious.

Seek your gift. Seek God. Get quiet, as only we introverts can, and listen for the answers.

Listen life was not to be a bed of roses go up to that bully and bust him a good one you will learn i don't like a bully.

But you need a friend that's for sure anit their someone you like that will talk back and have respect if not you need to try and find someone.

See there's people got the same problems that needs you to help them through something. I take up for people like you for a living that's why i cannot stand a bully i was not going to tell you that.

Seems i get caught up in my world and forget where I'm headed with somebodys them needs a friends see I'm different then most and nobody really likes me.

Really i can not tell people where i live which makes my life seem like horse mature. I got my child see I'm a single parent i guess you could say she all i have.

See what i told you just an old country person that runs his chops when someones there to listen.

I wish i was there when someone pick on you i worked for people where others like to bully and i love it to this day.

But that's just the red-neck in me my dad was mean until i grew up than i was meaner a he never was mean again.

Look i been on this computer i guess along time around 10 or more hours i just wanted to take your mind elsewhere for a bit. As we grow up things change in us and others people can be rude but it all works out.

I have had one great life even though dad was mean mom never cared sister. Or brother you will get stronger and these things that rub you the wrong way soon will come to and end.

Than people will resect that and your so be cool and chill.

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Don't have siblings, get along with parents.

I was shy in school and picked on earlier. But as I got older, I've worked to over come it. I'm not the life of a party but I am a nice friendly person. Workplace isn't a problem -- not afraid to speak up. Social life, yes I still can get nervous on that first date or asking a girl out.

You just have to work to over come it. Worst people can do is so no. There are jerks/bullies in the world but you can't let them wreck your life.

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We always feel that world around is bad, and that may be one of the reason for such misunderstandings. May we dont interact properly. We are always tight lipped, and wont reveal or interact our feelings with others. we suspect every one. We always want to be a centre of attarction, but we will stand like wall flowers, or try to sit in the audiance. I would like to know better answers from others.

i did no longer misunderstand you. some persons are merely loopy yet specific there's a pretend impact that i'm going with cleared up via somebody, I hate him for that. If he grow to be in front on me he could have a bloody lip, black belt in karate, toddler.