I was tired of hearing myself explain things

Dear Delyara, Today I got tired of my own explanations. Why I’m late. Why I’m quiet. Why I can’t stay long. Why I’m tired. Why I didn’t reply sooner. Why I need more time. Why something affected me. Why I can’t just “let it go.” Some days life feels less like living and more like managing the interpretation of your existence for other people. By evening I didn’t want language. I wanted a room where no one needed context from me. That felt impossible and deeply necessary at the same time.