Early this year, I came up with some questions why people are different from each other. Aside from the looks of each individual, queries plagued into my consciousness as I listed down factors affecting the matter. Every one was born unique. Or should I say, with different personalities.
Personality is a lot whole factor why some people did not meet preferences, thus will not meet halfway like two similar poles of a magnet. Moreover, the personality of the people in this world, I suppose, is divided by two characteristics.
The Introverts and the Extroverts.
Twenty one years ago, I was born. I was raised by the family with a simple dream in life. A simple dream of living a natural existence despite the obstacles Life is offering. We were not that rich but fairly not that poor. We do eat atleast 3 times a day. And sometimes, we spend time playing computer games or spending hours watching various cartoon movies like Dragon Ball Z.
I do have a brother. A year younger than me. He was the buddy I used to play with. We sometimes create paths for the cars to run along. But often times, we play as if I am the vendor, then he is the buyer or vice versa. Or in some occurrences, I am the driver, and he is the sole passenger.
This was my childhood life. I lived happily with my small family. And my life was boxed in the four corners of our house, playing computer games or watching favourite anime shows.
Several years after, I chose to take up AB Journalism as my course. It is not that I really wanted to be a media personality, doing production works or reporting in front of the camera. I chose my major because of my deep infatuation of what I really wanted. Writing. I really wanted to be a creative writer. Doing stories based on my wild imaginations and perceptions towards the broad matter called LIFE. I really wanted to be inside our house doing creative ideas and daydreaming.
This is me. An introvert.
Three years ago, I met a good friend. She was my schoolmate. We were in the same college but with different course. She opted to choose being a Broadcast communication student. She loves to deal with people. She can easily adapt in the ever changing environment. She is a fast paced type of individual.
Her dreams of becoming a media personality urged her to take up that course. Her attitude is perfectly in par with what she chose to take.
That is her. An Extrovert.
Weeks after, we became couples. A whirlwind romance they called. Some were surprised. Some reacted not fair. Some misjudged. Some ignored.
The time we spent together gave a whole new world for both of us. A lot of adjustments took place. Ups and downs rolled our way. But then we focused on our life and brought security towards ourselves.
Right after graduation, we found ourselves busy doing the careers we chose to work. After months of job hunting, I finally found a job inside the media outlet. While she found herself in front of the computer and doing paper works.
I eventually learned to love the career I’m into. But she did not. So she decided to leave the office. I then followed her. But then I realized that we are not completely similar individual.
Problems occurred. The downs of life are gradually separating us apart after three years of relationship. Hanging on is the best option left. Let it be if it is intended. Eventually, everything will fall into its place.
Introverts and Extroverts are two opposing personalities in this world. I, being an introvert focus more on the dreams of myself and some of the people around me. While Extroverts depend on the people around him/her. We are on different paths of life. But I do hope that in the future called the crossroads of our life, we meet.
