So, I had this epiphany when I was a young adult. I was in college and it was freshman year, and it was my first time living away from home. My roommate, also one of my best friends from high school, and I were getting into our first argument. She informed me that, to my shock, “not everyone was like me.” I thank Amy for this assertive statement, and recall that memory fondly as a great moment of self-awareness.
My roommate, Amy, and I had completely different personalities. While we had so much in common in our passions and interests, we could not have been further apart on our communication styles. As a results-oriented, direct communicator, I could not believe Amy would need time process her thoughts before sharing, and often thought of the impact on others before thinking of herself. She’s the steady one; I am the bold one. Still to this day, our differences are felt, and I am thankful to have someone to balance me out that knows me so well, and accepts me for who I am, even if our priorities are completely different.