⚠ TW: Mention of suicide ⚠

Extrovert is loud. They are joyful. They are giggles, chuckles and full belly laughs. They are tears of humour rolling down cheeks. They are smiles that stretch so wide they hurt. They are sparkling eyes and comforting words. They are always speaking or doing. Always giving advice to those who need it, regardless of whether the recipient wants it. 

Introvert is quiet. Sometimes silent. They are a masterful manipulator of the mask they wear. They are mysterious. They are always with Extrovert. They are always listening, giving advice only when asked. They are comforting hugs and encouraging smiles. 

Extrovert is verbal, confident, and always laughing. Introvert is physical, timid, and always blushing.

Extrovert admires the quiet contentment and comfort that Introvert always provides. Their happiness that does not need words. Their happiness that shows in their hugs and wide smiles.

Introvert admires the confidence and pure emotions that Extrovert exudes. Their joy that shows itself in lilting words and bubbling laughter. Their happiness that is clearly heard. 

Yet Extrovert fails to see the mask Introvert wears, the walls they build between themself and the rest of the world. Just as Introvert fails to recognise the laughter and words as a cover. They both hide their pain in different ways.

Introvert's nights are spent crying silently into their pillow, their heart squeezing painfully as they dwell on the past. Extrovert's nights are spent staring blankly at a wall, struggling to breathe through the doubt and fear.

Both lack self-esteem. Both hide from the world. Extrovert thinks Introvert is happy. Introvert thinks the same of Extrovert. Their masks serve their purpose well. They hide the silent cries for help. Help that never comes. Their masks hide their pain too well. And they did so until their owners left the world, each thinking the other would be happier without them.