It's funny. It's like as soon as I got away from the home and who I had to be to get by in suburban America, the elaborate defenses I constructed disintegrated. I'm glad they did. But it's been odd to realize that actually I'm NOT some depressive, overly-withdrawn loser and that my entire first quarter of a century is NOT what I'm really like. It's been a journey.
PS, anyone IRL would laugh to hear I wasn't introverted, too (and did).