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My Diary

I wanted less access to me

Dear Delyara, This is hard to say without sounding cold, but it isn’t cold. I wanted less access. Less instant access to my attention, my energy, my tone, my evening, my mental bandwidth. I don’t think the problem is people. I think it’s too much access happening by default. Today, every little ping or question felt like a hand reaching through a door I hadn’t agreed to open. By evening, I wanted my own inner space back more than anything else. So I gave it back to myself. At least for a while.

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