But of course, I'm in the wrong if I shut down or ask to be left alone or wince because I'm so overstimulated in the moment that their voice hurts to listen to.

Like, seriously. If I'm clearly having a ADHD meltdown or an anxiety attack or am trying to exit the room, then I'm probably not in the mood to hear about the dishes or be asked why I look ready to cry or listen to you bitch and moan all evening about what Becky from HR said to Janet from reception.

Good! We like Ensie!

(This kinda happened with Rin. He was only supposed to take over as my "sona" for a month, but...)

Know what I'm thankful for? I'm thankful for the friends I've made and also for making it alive through another year.

Probably American cheese.