I Don’t Give a Damn About My Reputation
So, in an act of introversion tonight, I decided to forgo a much needed shower, which would have facilitated a night of drinking, no doubt (in my world, that’s how drinking happens). Instead, I stayed pool-dirty and went to see a movie by myself. A movie that makes fun of introversion. And that movie was Away We Go.
Screw you, literary power couple Eggers/Vida. (Which by the way, your names for some reason make me think of Ecks vs Sever, which was a shitty movie.)
Contrary to Ecks and Sever’s belief, introversion is not equal to unpopular. In fact, introversion has absolutely nothing to do with how someone presents themselves in public, or how the public reacts to them, but rather how they react to that public in arrears. I consider myself to be introverted: I like to spend a lot of time by myself, being in groups for long periods of time wears me out and I have a very tightly capped number of words that I can use in any one 24-hour period. It doesn’t mean that I am socially awkward or that I don’t know how to dress myself (what the eff was with that?), but that I need a break from people. I believe the characteristic that they were looking for is shy, and not even normal shy, but debilitating shyness/agoraphobia. But thanks for once again perpetuating the myth that everyone should be a certain way or that popularity is something that should be admired and strived for. I thought this was a rom-com, not Mean Girls.
I acknowledge that this entire rant is based on one line from a movie that I didn’t even like that much, but seriously, it was ridiculous.
