I wanted my own thoughts back

Dear Delyara, By the end of today, I could feel how full of other people I had become. Their moods. Their questions. Their problems. Their urgency. Their reactions. Their half-finished thoughts landing in my mind and staying there longer than I wanted. I don’t dislike people. I just miss the feeling of my own mental space. So tonight I turned everything off earlier than usual. No music, no messages, no extra input. Just my own room and my own breathing and the slightly uncomfortable task of returning to myself without distraction. It felt necessary. And difficult. And right.