My name is Brooke, I’m twenty-two years old, I am a homebody, and that’s okay.
I’ve never been particularly adventurous. I mean, sure I like vacations and seeing new places and things, but on a day-to-day person, I’m pretty predictable. I like to wake up sometime in the morning, which means 5am is not a good bedtime for me. I like to work during the day- working at night makes me tired and useless. I typically eat the same types of things over and over again, unless I am in a new surrounding. I would rather curl up on the couch or in bed and read Reddit than go out and “Have Fun”.
Being around people sort of takes it out of me. In social situations, if feel pressured to “preform” and by the end of the experience I am exhausted. I am an introvert. I read it once described perfectly- that Extroverts draw their energy from being around other people, it fuels their enthusiasm. Meanwhile, us introverts get our energy drawn out of us in the same situations.
I used to think that it was wrong that I was in my late teens and early twenties and I didn’t want to go to a club, or a bar, every single weekend. I felt like I should be “living it up”, experiencing things while I was young so I would have stories to tell.
The truth is, however, that it is okay to be an introvert. Being a homebody at twenty-two doesn’t mean you’ve got nothing to live for.
You’re making yourself happy. That’s something to live for.
So what if you don’t have a new picture to post on Instagram every day. It’s not a huge deal if you don’t have hilarious inside jokes with countless numbers of friends. As long as you feel like you’ve got love, laughter, and happiness surrounding you, it’s okay to be a shut-in. Just don’t shut anyone else out.
So, if you’re a twenty-something year old (or even a thirty, forty, or fifty-year-old) homebody, don’t feel like you’re missing out. You’re happy, and that’s all that matters.