Sometimes you just get that feeling, where being around other people is far too much. Whether it’s because life without a whole bunch of people around would rid you of your anxiety, or because when you’re depressed the thought of being around people makes you feel ten times more alone.
It’s happened to me plenty of times.
I have gotten so stressed in the past with the noise of people around me and just the constant bombardment of social interaction, that I’ve literally wished for an apocalypse to happen so that I could wake up as the only remaining living human on this earth.
So I could run around in fields aimlessly with no one watching, so I could eat cake all day long and get really fat, so I could live off the land without bills and limitations, so I could just be my entire self without answering any stupid annoying questions.
My mind has been an arsehole to me like that most of my life, but luckily I don’t feel that way anymore. I just get reminded of it on days like today where all the noise around me feels rather drowning.
Sometimes I just want peace.
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