just because I live alone, doesnt mean I am a loner

First of all, nobody asked me why I lived alone. They did question me how I would take care of myself. But more often then not the world mirrors my own doubts and confidence.

I was lonely, the fire was out, the room was cold and I didnt know who to turn to when lights went out.

girls have asked me how I do it? how am I feeling safe , how am I such a solitary bird, ex bf called me antisocial oh how I hate that guy.

But I craved human company. Then went into existential crises and mbti crises, was I really an introvert. Nah! entp-ish. Okay that explains why I was so often sad alone in my house and needed someone. But the moment I thought of someone, I was like umm, i dont want drama.

But yes I am not a loner. I love society, and I like to make people laugh as much as I like to eat food, I like to share stories and I like to listen to people and thier feelings and know about new things. Interestingly, not a loner...

But I always thought I was a lone wolf, I loved to be the weird one the discarded one, to make myself feel like a prodigy genius.

Turns out pretty average. teachers pet with love for friends and companionship seeker. Not even an introvert.