I didn’t want to hear my own name one more time tonight

Dear Delyara, There are evenings when even that feels like pressure. Not because I hate affection. Because my name is often the beginning of a request, a question, an emotional entry point, a practical need, a tone I have to respond to. Tonight I wanted one stretch of time where nothing was calling me into performance, attention, or service. I think this is what being over-accessed feels like. Not angry. Not detached. Just done. Done with being summoned.