Dear Extroverts,
Today I write this letter addressing all of you in the hopes of giving you an insight into my world and with that justify how I am not wrong. Just because being sociable, chatty and extremely expressive is seen as desirable, attractive and appreciated, doesn't mean that I am inferior to you. It also doesn't mean that it is your duty from God to exterminate people who are not like you by converting them to be like you. It is not in my intention to start the war of personalities but to let you know that we are not soulless spirits who wander the Earth in misery.
1. Just because I don't talk much, doesn't mean I don't like you
You are talkative, probably one of the chinks in your insecurity, but what can you do, you just blab on and on without realizing that it's annoying for some people (*points at self*) To reduce the amount of decibels, I stay silent. Silence is intangible, invisible, but to you, it's cold and stony, much like the ambiance of a graveyard you must have seen in those picture books for children.
I'm listening, until you stop and accuse me of treason. Why? Apparently, I've haven't said a word. According to you, silence is dangerous, according to me, silence is ambiguous. My silence could be meditation, it could be me dreaming into space, it could be me who's simply lost in deep thought or at war with myself; all of which have nothing to do with you. Just like yourself, you demand all the world's attention on you. You see my silence as a threat and you convince everyone else that I'm unfriendly.
If I didn't like you, I wouldn't be an audience to your words.