I'm an introvert.
My kid is the most fucking extroverted person on the planet (or so it seems... obviously I haven't met everyone on the planet. I'm an introvert, so I haven't even met all of my neighbors).
She always wants to get out and be around people, when I would much rather be in my home.
By the end of the week, she's high on kid-social-energy from all the play-dates and park visits, and I'm an anxiety ridden mess huffing into a paper bag and dreaming the sweet alone-ness of my bedroom at home.
Enjoy the comic, guys. I'm going to go swaddle myself in a blanket until my next social obligation.
