i call it the glass wall effect.
ah, that wonderful feeling came sweeping over me, drowning me as i sat behind my glass wall and screamed for answers.
you're isolated even in public. sadly, this was at church. people would walk by, a few of them actually looked in my direction, one or two made eye contact and actually spoke to me, "How are you?" and i could literally picture myself screaming and banging on a proverbial aquarium wall trying to get attention and release the pressure these thoughts and questions were causing in my head as i smiled and replied with "Oh, I'm good" and watch in dismay as they didn't even wait for me to finish before walking away.
like i was drowning from the inside out.
i need more rl friends.
you're isolated even in public. sadly, this was at church. people would walk by, a few of them actually looked in my direction, one or two made eye contact and actually spoke to me, "How are you?" and i could literally picture myself screaming and banging on a proverbial aquarium wall trying to get attention and release the pressure these thoughts and questions were causing in my head as i smiled and replied with "Oh, I'm good" and watch in dismay as they didn't even wait for me to finish before walking away.
like i was drowning from the inside out.
i need more rl friends.