All my life, I’ve been told I’m a quiet person. I’ve heard it from strangers, work colleagues, and even close friends. I don’t worry about it most of the time. It’s simply who I am and I can find myself filling up with regret when I feel I talk too much. As if I’ve shared too much of myself, realized how much attention I’ve had on me, or taken up too much space in a room.
There have also been times where I wished I would have fought against my silence and said something. But I’m not always great with speaking in general and it can feel like the moment rushes by. Then it’s too late for me to express myself, which leads to a bit if regret. I often consider what it is I want to say and how to say it.
