i don’t understand how i can simultaneously crave companionship and flee social interaction.
locked in my bedroom,
ignoring texts and calls from my roommates,
my friends,
my sister,
my mom.
i don’t have the strength to read or respond.
i don’t have the strength to pick up the call.
i barely have strength to pull the blankets over my head,
yet i wish i wasn’t hiding under covers alone.
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I feel the same way. It’s hard to let others in when we are afraid of being hurt. I can’t offer you anything more than my understanding.
Sounds a lot like me.
I completely understand. It happens to me too. People don’t. They get insulted. They think you’re strange. Eventually give up and forget about you.