“Was that good? Did I do a good job seeming normal? Someone tell me please. Oh god they think I’m fucking unhinged don’t they?” Sleep is disrupted that night in rumination and worry
“Was that good? Did I do a good job seeming normal? Someone tell me please. Oh god they think I’m fucking unhinged don’t they?” Sleep is disrupted that night in rumination and worry
Only have to mentally prep to be normal at work. Its the social environment where if people don’t like me enough I get to sleep under a bridge.
I still instinctively mask when I socialize outside work sober but the mask is at least loosened a lot. Almost hangs off my face.