I've been something of a performer all my life. At primary school, it was drama. I never got to be the heroine or the pretty princess, but that didn't bother me (mostly). Gleeful, gorgeous, grotesque riches were bestowed upon me in the form of 'character' parts: witches, ghosts, and anyone requiring an accent. I got … Continue reading Performance
[Edit: since writing this post, I have come to the realisation that I was wrong in my assessment of myself as an "extrovert", having misunderstood the definitions. However, I leave this post here as is – I'm still going through the process of learning about who I am, post-formal diagnosis, and this was me back … Continue reading The Atypical Introvert?