I'm not perfect.
*cue shocked gasps, and low whispers*
It's true. My name is Jason and I am not perfect.
For instance, it has been two plus years since I have written on this blog. It still looks bad, and is unorganized...and I'm sorry about it. If I still have an audience, which I doubt, they have since gone the way that every audience goes when they have nowhere to be...away. So I won't be hurting too many people with the shape that this blog is in.
But this isn't why I've started writing here again.
I want to talk about sensitive people and introversion. They are completely the same and different.
I am an introvert. That means, for me, that I seem like the most boring person on Earth, and by that I mean the entire planet. But it also means that though I don't always have something amusing to say, though I am not always the life of the party, and you may find me hard to talk to, I have a whole lot going on in my head. By that I mean that there is a whole world of stuff going on in my brain that I don't tell you.
It also means that if I have decided to tell you what is going on in my head, it is because I trust you to hear it. That may not be a big idea to you, but it is a huge deal to me. People who are extroverted often think that telling everyone everything that they are thinking is not a huge deal (and this is not meant as a bash to anyone) but if they think that, they have never been an introvert. If I have chosen to tell you things, I have done so because you matter. and that is no small thing. Not for me.
Unfortunately,all of this, for me, means that people don't understand me very much, or even try, because I am sensitive and think about things and cry once in a while. Okay more than once in a while...so shoot me.
It's crazy that we don't have room in this world for people who don't shoot their mouths off every ten seconds. We don't have room for people that don't want to be the life of the party all the time. We don't have room for people who prefer deep conversation over meaningless BS. Who aren't brash and aren't pushy and don't expect that everyone and everything is going to go their way...just because they want it to.
The reason that this has all come up is that I have started to rewrite my "The List of Five " series from the beginning. For some of you, that will be a welcome thing. For some of you, it will be more like "List of what?"
The main character in the series is Richie Lyon, and deep within him lies the heart of a lion, though he doesn't know it. He is one of those sensitive kids who never quite fit in anywhere, never was quite able to make people understand him, never was able to get anyone to notice him.
Ever known anyone like that?
All I ask is that as you go through life, and you notice people that aren't like you, please be careful. Don't assume. Beneath that quiet, moody person with a perpetual frown, who is hard to talk to, beats the flesh and blood heart of a true warrior. Someone that you would love to know.
Just like Richie.