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It’s amazing how unique each person is. But we don’t usually realise how true this is. As kids, we assume everyone is like us. Then as we get older and find we’re not the same as others, we may worry there’s something wrong with us. If we are different from everyone we know in a certain way, that can be uncomfortable. If we then discover there are others like us, it’s a great relief. And sometimes hearing from others who are like us helps us better understand some of the ways in which we are unusual.
As an example, I have always called myself an extrovert because I certainly wasn’t an introvert. But I wasn’t really like other extroverts. Then I read someone talking about being an ambivert, and I was like “Yeah, that’s how I am. I’m an ambivert!”
Of course, when you’re something uncommon, you find that a lot of folks get it wrong. Most descriptions of ambiverts say they are somewhere between introverts and extroverts. That’s close, but not right. The best description I’ve heard is the idea of spending the day at a coffee shop working and not interacting with anyone other than the wait staff seems better than working alone at home. An introvert wouldn’t want to be around people all day, while an extrovert would be chatting up half the patrons of the coffee shop. The ambivert enjoys having others around but doesn’t need to interact with them to benefit.
My point here is you are who God made you and that’s great. You are a unique set of things and if you can’t find a perfect match in some category, that’s just fine. It’s nice to find others who think and feel as you do, but it’s not necessary for being who God wants you to be. Stop feeling bad about how you are or apologising for it. Find your strengths and use them to benefit yourself and others. Recognise your weaknesses and do what you can to keep them from getting you in trouble or hurting others. It’s good to try to grow where you’re weak, but don’t try to be someone you’re not.
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Service Dog and I, yeah, us,
would never be termed ‘cuddle-bear’;
we were closer to cactus,
and Barb called us the Prickly Pair.
Ladron was Heeler, through and through,
and it was her firm belief
that the work she had to do
was best accomplished with her teeth,
while I eschewed the tender hug
for the jolly shoulder-punch,
’cause being hooligan and thug,
being soft seemed out to lunch.
And now Ladron’s gone on ahead,
leaving part of my heart dead.