I'm sorry, Dana. That sucks.

Yeah, I pretty much always want to be around Jon. Moreso lately though. I don't know if we've just settled into each other or what, but the last year or so there are days he's the only thing that can get me out of a funk. Last night I was counting the minutes until we could hang out. Then when we finally got to, just sitting next to him recharged me.

Oy Pix. You guys have been in my thoughts a lot. Much love and hope and strength from down here in Big D.

{{Dana}}

Like I often used to tell DH, he didn't count as people when I didn't want to be around people.

{{Dana}}

And {{Pix and NC}} It keeps coming and coming, doesn't it?

The question is, in general, when you are low on energy, which is more liable to perk you up, being alone or being with people? That's how it was explained to me.

I think this is what the prof meant. Not depressed as in clinical diagnosis, but 'down.'

My friend, J, needs people in order to recharge. She's the most classically gregarious person I've ever met.

In the convo with the prof, I realized that I was conflating 'gregarious' with friendly and outgoing. They aren't technically the same.

{{Dana}} that sucks,

Pix, you and Drew are in my thoughts.

I am definitely an introvert. Not only do I need a lot of time to recharge from social interactions but after especially people filled ones or stressful ones (good stress or bad stress), I have the sound of the voices clanging around in my head for awhile after. Like echos of conversations.

I had a weekend with my grandmother and aunt, where I had no alone time other than going to sleep/waking up, between that, the intense stressful conversations that happened, and a flare up of pain I had to take the day to recover. There was on way I could face people today.

I'd really like another few days to just be people free but Mom is coming back down Thursday. At least she's good about doing things in separate parts of the house.

I consider myself an extrovert, just one who is bad at it, I guess.

I'm so sorry, Pix. Drew, I'm just going to vibe hard that your guts heal quickly.

That does suck, Dana.

Being alone is def rechargey, but what makes D and I quite a good match is that we can be alone, together. I am upstairs on the computer or reading in bed (my preferred reading spot)and he is downstairs, TVing or computering or painting.

I'm quite savagely introverted. I can do well socially at times (and while I'm somewhat crap at it, I like people), but it's always draining. If I'm out at a restaurant or a perty or such like, sooner or later I will disappear and turn the toilet cubicle into my Fortress of Solitude.

Except with Wallybee. She's pretty much the only person whose company recharges me. (Still not allowed in my Fortress of Solitude though.)

The DH and I are pretty much always in the same room while at home, except for the 45 minutes each night while he sits out back and smokes a cigar and I take a bath and read. But he doesn't count as "people" to me. He's home.