Sorry I'm Late, I Didn't Want to Come: One Introvert's Year of Saying Yes

by Jessica Pan

My theory is that improv is so avoided because it’s a rarity to see unbridled joy in our adult lives.

There’s this feeling that we should be self-sufficient, islands on our own, but secretly, introvert or extrovert, we all crave finding “our people” and physically hanging out with each other. Sometimes in small doses, sure, but we still crave intimacy.

Paul once told me, “The fear of rejection feels worse than the reality.”