You'd never know it (because I am, undeniably, an introvert).
That said, I crave fellowship. I love relationship. But mostly, I don't just desire time with people-- I want safe authenticity with precious, spirit-nourishing, together life-living friends.
But when I can't open up (for reasons beyond my control)...
It's like my feet are cemented to the ground.
I can't move. I'm bolted down. My lips are shackled. Life pauses.
And I'm lonely.
"For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end...and I will turn away your captivity." Jeremiah 29:11, 14 (KJV)
I will pry these feet from the mire and stride confidently on.
...in due time.