I love my solitude. The silence of my alone time allows me to plunge into creativity. Some days I feel as if I might submerge and never reappear…
I suspect I suffer from social anxiety, and when I am able to recognize it for what it is and step over the fear, I often discover that nothing fills my heart more than time spent in the warmth and communion of beloveds.
One Woman's Quest II 
I, too, adore my quality me time, not just for creativity, but also peace and restoration. Then I miss those who lighten my life further, and I make time for them. It’s all about balancing between just enough quiet time to keep me sane, and just enough community to keep me joyful. 🙂 Lovely piece, VJ!
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You’ve got it right. Thanks.
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You’re welcome! ❤
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Couldn’t agree more VJ. Sadly watching a younger generation flounder here because they isolate and insulate. Community is the way.
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Well said, VJ. I know whereof you speak.
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🙏😊
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Yes I have to force myself to socialize but when I do I am often refreshed. Still as an introvert I realize I must strike a balance. Too much socialization leaves me drained.
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I understand. Me too
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You’re right on both counts – community makes such a difference and it’s hard to step over that hurdle of fear!
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Thanks Wynne
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A relatable emotion.
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Thanks Sadje
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Always welcome
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“Step over the fear”…but move forward nonetheless. ❤️❤️❤️
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💪💕
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Yes!!! ❤️
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I do relate.
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Is it an age thing, or the result of a life in service to others (ie teaching)?
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I suspect a bit of both.
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