In 2019, being an introvert has never been trendier. Memes about being antisocial and “Ew, People” T-shirts have made the whole “don’t talk to me, I just want to stay home and watch Netflix” thing *cool*.
But for me, introversion has become a crutch. License to say “no” to invites and stay quiet in meetings and generally avoid doing anything that could put me ever so slightly out of my comfort zone. What I’m saying is, I was an introvert before it was cool. (Weird flex, but OK.)
Do stimulating social settings drain my energy? They sure do. Do I like—nay, love—being by myself? Oh, you bet. But in the last year or so, I’ve started to think that leaning into being an introvert has been holding me back.
Enter Shonda Rhimes’s best-selling 2015 book, Year of Yes: How to Dance It Out, Stand in the Sun and Be Your Own Person. Confession: I write about books for a living, but, until the end of last month, I had not only never read Year of Yes, I was also skeptical of it.