A somber happiness
The beauty of loneliness and melancholy.
November 6, 2019
During a period of time in middle school, I used to be all extroverted and I loved making friends. I thought that every single detail in life would become better if a friend was with you. I would see people hanging out by themselves and think “That person must feel lonely, I hope they find a friend soon.” I had this idea that everything I do or everywhere I go should be with a friend. Whenever my friends would make plans, I would try to squish in to those plans by pushing all my other plans, such as doing homework. I think it is because my friends, who I noticed were not very good people, always criticized people that read in the corner of the room alone, calling them loners and that they don’t have friends. Even though I never thought of introverted people as loners, I thought that being alone was a bit sad. I did truly like constantly making plans, probably because I was under a less stressful environment and I was too naive to understand that not everything has to include a friend, such as shopping or just relaxing in general.
However, in ninth grade, I noticed subtle changes. On some days, I preferred to be alone rather than to go to places with a friend. I wanted to stay home, pour a cup of tea and read rather than to go out with friends to some loud place. The thought of going out to the mall and just talk all day seemed way too stressful at times. I thought this was a bad change, because I felt like an outsider and like I was drifting away from all the fun in my eighth grade world. However, now I know that wanting a break from the sometimes tumultuous nature of being around lots of people is a good thing. Just going to the same spot and doing the same thing (read, just lost in thought, and sometimes humming songs) might look stagnant to extroverted people, however, I think that it is healthy for me to distance myself from my social life at times. I think that the things a person likes to do in their free time (other than going on social media or video games) is mysterious to others, which gives the person’s character an essence of originality. If an extroverted person were to look at my photos, it would feel like looking at life from another person’s eyes. If an ambivert or introvert were to look at my photos, I think they would relate to the connotation in my photos, because I am an ambivert myself. In these photos, I tried to capture the things I do when I am blithely enjoying my time alone.