Misinterpreting the World
Charged conversations and little interpersonal conflicts settle around me like smog.
A necessary part of life, but good to protect against nonetheless. I know my brain is "sticky" with these things. How to dispel the toxins?
I tell myself: The buzz of anxiety I feel after a day of important meetings is normal. It doesn't mean that I've done anything wrong. Nor does it mean that there's anything I need to fix or atone for.
Trouble is, my brain's interpretation of this anxiety is totally skewed. I interpret it to mean that I am guilty of something, and then my mind starts to rehash every encounter, hyper-analyzing each tiny detail, and I spiral.
In reality, most of the discomfort is just an introvert's exhaustion. What does that Susan Cain book say? Extroverts gain energy from social interaction and introverts feel depleted. I interpret the depletion as a flaw, a thing that must be changed. That misinterpretation is my greatest source of discomfort The rest is pretty tolerable.