Alone in the crowd
One of my least favorite things to do is be in a room full of people, even if they're all people I know. Crowded rooms just aren't my thing. I'm an introvert, so I would be over it quickly if I enjoyed it at all. But I don't enjoy it. I can be in a room with 50 people that I know and I will still feel completely alone. Nobody makes the effort to try to talk to me, but neither do I. I'm a wallflower, but I don't want to be. That voice that lives inside, the one that screams so loud everything else gets drowned out, tells me that nobody wants to talk to me so I just stay where I'm at and remain silent. It also tells me that, even though someone is engaging me in conversation, they really don't want to and they're looking for a way out of it as quickly as possible. The difficulty that I have hearing the positive voices in my head is immeasurable. Constantly fighting with my own brain to let me be happy is exhausting, and it's a fight tha...