By bedtime I felt emotionally over-handled

Dear Delyara, Too many voices, too many instructions, too many needs, too many replies, too many tiny decisions, too many moments of adjusting myself to the shape of what was needed next. Nothing dramatic. Just too much contact all day long, in forms so ordinary no one would ever think to name them as exhausting. By the time I got into bed, I did not feel sad exactly. I felt used up by interaction. Like every part of me had already been touched by practical life too many times before 10 p.m. Sleep helped. The feeling deserved recording anyway.