“And what do you think people think of you?” Glenda says. To be honest, I think she only became a therapist to gossip

I roll my eyes and get comfy in the sofa.

“Let’s see” I sigh. “They think I’m shy. When really I just don’t like them.”

“And why don’t you like any of your classmates” she says in a hiss

Why? I just don’t.

“Becauseeeee” I grumble. “They are like leeches. Sucking my energy until I run dry.”

I never considered my self social, nor anti-social. I just happen to feel drained by all the people around me.

“Quinn” she says. “I want you to really think hard about how you can change your attitude about people. And then you’ll see it becomes much easier to make friends!”

She proudly gives herself a nod of validation which she desperately needs. Yet sadly, today I can’t gratify her with that.

“Listen” I say leaning forward. “It’s not an attitude. It’s just my social battery or whatever. I swear I’m not a robot, but these kids are really sucking the youth out of me. After a long day of school I need to watch a movie or whip out a sketch book and unwind.”

Its hard for extroverts to understand how draining school can be for introverts. Alas, I shall go home, and recharge.