I've never been drawn to light-hearted movies or comedies; I rarely talk at parties (unless I find someone in the corner who's like me in that way); I prefer sad music to upbeat music.
I always recoiled at the words of the song, "Smile, though your heart is breaking." I know how to do that very well, but I reject is as sound advice.
This is me. Am I a weirdo?
Susan Cain, in Quiet and now Bittersweet, assures me that I'm not. We live in a time and place that favors extroversion over introversion and cheer (even if it's faked) over melancholy.
Linda Kot recommended Bittersweet and I'm reading it tonight. It makes me love my moody self and even my moody friends and dog a little bit more.
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