people call it burnout like it’s a bad week..
fuck no girl, I mean neurodivergent burnout.
the “can’t make a phone call, questioning who you are, tiredness that a years worth of sleep can’t cure, executive dysfunction holding me in a chokehold” kind.. and I masked through it all for YEARS..
I notice everything, every shift in someone’s tone, every body language, every emotion, every fake smile and/or compliment. And I tell you now, it is very depressing
Don't ignore me. You can tell me you don't wanna talk. You can tell me you need space. Whatever the case.
Radio silence is a hard limit for me. It touches a very vulnerable place in me.