I feel so suffocated. I don't have time to write this. I don't have time to think, time to relax, time to be alone. I feel on the verge of a panic attack. I can't hangout with anyone for awhile. It should be enjoyable to be with friends, but I am suffocating. I can't give to everyone. I can't talk anymore. I am sick of voices. So sick of voices. I need quite and solitude. I am suffocating.
I saw a play tonight, and all i really wanted was for them to shut up. I can't handle the chatter any longer, and it is only Wednesday.
I need heavy introversion time. now.
It is close to impossible for me to break plans. I set my plans, and I want to follow through. Uhg. I'm way too busy.