So: the second half of my Week in the Life and how I’ve sensed God ‘collaborating’ (love that idea!) with me.
We’ll kick off the first of two ‘weekend’ posts with my thoughts from Friday…
Q. How do I manage the exhaustion that results from my extreme introversion when it comes to social occasions?
Friday is my morning for volunteering at the thrift shop. I really enjoy it as there’s always loads of sorting out to do, but it’s always a fairly hefty challenge for me too, as it’s a busy little shop and I’m rarely sharing a shift with the same volunteer.
I suspect I’m as close to being highly introverted as you can get; I can only really cope with one ‘people-y’ occasion each day, before I’m exhausted and overwhelmed.
I’ve always been kind of annoyed at myself for this; I spend a lot of time looking at other people and wishing I was more like them.
Well, today I think God whispered that it was time for me to accept me, just the way I am.
Home from the thrift shop, I found myself humming the Trolls song, “I Will Get Back up Again,” completely out the blue. It prompted me to look up the YouTube video (one of my favourites, for sure).
As I watched Princess Poppy valiantly fight through obstacle after obstacle, determined to keep her spirits high, I was reminded of how I battle a lot of the time, almost against myself.
I often push myself to do too many sociable things in one day, because I want to please someone else or fulfil my own expectations of myself.
I very often don’t allow myself time to recover fully from more extrovert times and find myself getting run down and poorly, because I’m not willing to admit how much energy ‘everyday’ things are costing me.
I ride a rollercoaster of ‘Let’s do this!”-highs and “Need. To. Hide”-dips, winding up wrapped in a huge messy tangle, all the while pretending that I’m coping just us as well as everyone else.
“I’m cooler than a pack of peppermints!”
Only not so much.
I felt prompted to reassess how I think about my essential ‘recovery’ self-care: to give myself credit for all I do accomplish – including showing up online, which I think can take more courage and mental energy than we may assume – even if it might cost me more than someone more naturally outgoing.
And I felt comforted by the thought that even if, “It’s more than I can take,” “I will get back up again.”
Because my Creator is the God who made me this way, loves me for it and promises to always, “restore my soul.”