People seem to forget that I have two main problems with lots of people or even crowds.
1. Too many people.
2. Too much fucking noise.
Now, there is a lot to be said for peace and quiet, and I can even see why some have been driven to kill to achieve that state of existence.
For me, that place that I can at least minimize the noise is my room. And you know the house is too hectic when I am followed into the room by shadow.
Today is one of those days that I really have a hard time dealing with. One more person in the household that seems to go out of his way to keep Cassie squealing and screaming. Okay, so he is playing, and since I am the only one that is getting upset by it, I will make a tactical withdrawal from the area where this noise is occurring.
Unfortunately, I can see myself isolating more in order to prevent any explosive outburst of temper.
The temptation to skip my fourth meal in a row is coming on strong. I would rather be hungry than dealing with excessive noise.
The worse thing is that I have already hit my daily limit of the anxiety meds, and they aint helped in the least. My nerves are on edge, and I have really got the isolation bug going full blast.
