I like people. I have friends I enjoy spending time with. I like going out sometimes. I can have a good time at dinner or spend hours talking with someone I care about.
But people exhaust me.
After a few hours, I’m ready to go home. If I’ve been around people all day, I don’t want to talk to anyone that evening.
Sometimes I’m relieved when plans get cancelled, even when I was looking forward to them.
It’s not that anything bad happens. I can have a perfectly good time and still come home feeling like I need to recover from it.
So I make sure I have time alone. I try not to schedule too many things close together. If I know I have a busy weekend, I start looking forward to Monday.
Maybe I’m just an introvert.
I do like people.
I just seem to like them better when I know I can go home.