Perhaps I have finally made a point. Rather, for once, I made my point to everyone.
It seems as though people really do care, like they are making an effort to be nice to me.
Grateful for attention/non-attention I’m getting.
I just needed people to understand, sometimes to even stay away.
I just needed to not talk about stuff. I don’t run away. Sometimes I just need to walk away and not talk about it. I will come back to it. Just give me some time.
I don’t want to deal with it right away.
So just back off.
Sometimes I just need to focus on the unimportant stuff.
I felt like a bottle of coke that’s been shaken too hard, ready to burst the bottle, under too much pressure. Yet the atmospheric pressure kept me in …
I feel better now. Not back to whatever I was. But better. Like coke and the bubbles bubbling just under the surface, not spilling over anymore.
Just don’t jolt me just yet. Not just yet.