Am I a Hermit?
I haven't set foot outside my apartment all day (it's now 5pm), nor have I spoken to a single soul (unless you count a brief IM conversation with my sister online). I've been known to go an entire weekend like this. I used to wonder if I was depressed when this happened, but lately I've come to realize that I really do enjoy my own company and my own space and spending time hanging out in my "inner world." Is this behavior unhealthy? Or just characeristic of the introvert that I am? Anybody else do this (and can honestly say they're not sad when they do)?