Social exhaustion: You're Not the Only One

My colleagues spend every lunch break talking about who they’re sleeping with or people they see on the street. …

faking it til you break? …

I shouldn't even be awake right now but the phone kept vibrating on the nightstand and I just... …

Am I the only one who feels like they’re wearing a costume that’s three sizes too small and the seams are about to give?

I have reached a point where I can no longer process the sound of another human voice without it causing a physical pain response in my chest...

I can't do the Sunday lunch thing anymore without feeling like I'm literally performing for a board of directors or something, you know? …

tired of being the person everyone expects you to be? …

I don’t even know why I’m posting this because it sounds so ungrateful and my mom would probably kill me if she knew I was even thinking like this but I just feel like I’m suffocating. …

It’s not a big deal, really—just another Tuesday in the corporate grinder—but the sheer absurdity of it has me feeling... …

tired of the pretense. …

its like 2am and i’m sitting in my study and the house is totally quiet. …

Am I the only one who experiences a total systemic collapse the moment the garage door shuts?

I sat in the office until 9:42 PM tonight because Mr. …

We spend so much energy trying to look like we belong in these sterile environments (like we weren't just monkeys in the dirt a few thousand years ago) and it’s exhausting. …

Am I the only one who feels like they’re literally bleeding out just to keep everyone else upright?

I guess I should start with the way the light hit the oil stains on the concrete because it was a Tuesday and the humidity was so thick you could almost chew on it and my knees were aching with that… …

I was standing at the playground today just watching the other parents talk about the new charter school applications and honestly I felt like an alien who forgot his script...

I’m sitting in the bathroom at this wedding wearing a dress that cost way too much money.

Sitting at the corner table again while they talk about "electricity" and "tension" like it’s some universal law of physics I missed in the field.

i just got back from this brunch thing with the people on my street and i think i finally realized im like the neighborhood ghost or something.