Other people have FOMO… fear of missing out. I, on the other hand, have FOBI… fear of being included.

There is nothing I dread quite as much as a party invitation. I almost never want to be at a party. The only time I really feel like a party-level of celebrating is appropriate is when I am leaving a party.

I also have some reason to think every party gets a little bit better when I leave it.

I am currently on a trans-Pacific video conference call at work. Almost everyone I work with got to go to Japan for this meeting. Words cannot express how grateful I am that I wasn’t invited.

And I love going to Japan. But I have the opposite of FOMO. I have FOBI.

Inclusion isn't everything; 
There's times, it is a curse -- 
You think it's better to be "in", 
But I think that it's worse -- 

I know it isn't normal, but 
I just am made this way -- 
I've made my bed, I'll lie in it, 
And just enjoy 

My day