Noise

One thing that is rough for me…..

When I am depressed and/or anxious, I cannot enjoy quiet. I must hear something and do something.

Example: listen to an audiobook and sketch.

Why? Because the quiet that others take for granted, that peaceful time, is a hell for me.

There is nothing to silence my mind and all the demons, with their electric-shock-like intrusive thoughts and obsessive self-hate lies taunting me. Ruling me.

One thought on “Noise

  1. how different we all are. I am the complete opposite. noise of any kind can make me physically ill and I have to escape it as quickly as I can. I can only tolerate it for short spurts and then i have to get back to quiet or I’m always afraid my head will explode..

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