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You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

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“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

When things don’t turn out the way you thought it would.
When you feel forgotten, replaced, swept aside.
When the people you care for most just suddenly becomes less sensitive to you and  your needs.
When you feel love is lost.
When your time alone transits to loneliness. 

As an introvert, you can be your own best friend or your own worst enemy. The good news is, we generally like our own company, a quality that extroverts often envy. We find comfort in solitude and know how to soothe ourselves. Even our willingness to look at ourselves critically is often helpful.

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The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.

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