Hey @EternalFlower
Thankyou for you beautiful reply. I can understand so much of what you describe.
It reminds me of conversations I was having couple days ago with my housemate. It takes so much more courage to be real than it does to be tough.
If I put on a mask before leaving the house & feel judged by the public, I can dismiss the criticism more easily because they weren't really seeing me, they were seeing the mask.
If I am being myself & someone criticizes me, it is much more difficult to ignore. It hurts. That is why it takes way more inner strength to be real.
Then again, & this only occurred to me now. If I am really being myself, why would I even care what others opinions of me are?
I feel the same way about my love of cleanliness & the disorganisation I actually live in. It's a mismatch. I can relate to your interpretation of being a stranger to yourself. I'm going to suggest the possibility, that maybe it's possible we are both? Clean loving, messy strangers...
An awareness of the stranger we are yet to meet, is forming the identity we currently exist in.
Yes, I don't mind being quiet. Wow, talking to men, (sober) when I was younger was an impossibility. Especially if I liked them! I would come across as cold too. There is an intense, palpable pressure to conform to a certain standard. If you are not one of the people that easily slides into that role, then social interactions can be draining.
I don't mind being quiet. I don't always feel like contributing. I don't have a problem with that. However, in a social situation - that could be interpreted as distant, unsocial etc. I think, self acceptance & self belief, reminding myself that I'm fine with me, is the only way through.
I found you a million stars!

I'm not sure how long you have to stare at for! I promise you they are there!!!
Hope you have an especially awesome week ahead.
Mine is busy this week.
xx