Pretty much accommodated the Extroverts all my fucken life. I thought there was something wrong with me because I was not an extrovert. Later I thought there was something wrong with me because I stopped feeling guilty that I wasn't an extrovert.
I think I truly became aware I was an incurable introvert when I looked back to the low paying night security job (where all I did was basically kick it in the guard hut where I would study, read and watched videos by myself or simply stare out the window) I had while attending my later college years and decided that those years kicking it in the guard hut was one of the best times in my life.
Although there are the times I need to drum up my energy and temporary morph into an extrovert...I am nevertheless completely comfortable and happy to say I am now an unapologetic introvert who has no problem with saying..."naw I'm cool head on without me, I might catch up later."