Lonely people tend, rather, to be lonely because they decline to bear the psychic costs of being around other humans. They are allergic to people. People affect them too strongly. ~ David Foster Wallace

I tend to believe this.  I, for one need at least days if not weeks, to recuperate after being with people. I feel they suck my energy. I can sense their troubles, sadness, and pain. Even in the streets, strangers who accidentally brush past me always leave something behind and I can feel it sticking on my skin, burrowing itself through my pores, ending up in my system keeping me awake whole night.

Lately it is getting much worse. I can hardly stand a visit from family members, even my own children exhaust me. I feel they are invading my privacy and crumbling my structure, messing up my otherwise settled day; I can’t wait for them to go away so I can lie in my bed under the sheets, trembling.

I wonder if there is someone out there who replays in their heads all the conversations that went on during encounters with people, analyzing every word of what has been said and looking for a better approach to improve the communications and connections, looking for hidden meaning and motives among them.

Or it is just me, being plain crazy…


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