stupefying numbness
If someone hired a scary looking guy to stand outside the front door 24-7, his only duty to scream "AAAAAH" in my face every time I opened the door... it could not possibly be much more effective at keeping me home than the people already populating my world.
Going to see family across town works just as well.
Most of the time something happened in the last few days, and I get to experience some angry venting tirade about so-and-so and blah blah fuckin blah. I feel the Life Force drain from me in a matter of seconds.
Energy Vampires. Needing to have their problems fixed. But clinging, with white-knuckled desperation, to the problems... to the complaint, to the condition.
I feel like I've been beaten about the head and neck with a rubber hose.
My god! people can really suck the life out of you, and the fun from your world.
Unnecessary extraneous uber-drama generated outta nowhere to fill the oh-so-unbearable silence with noise and fear.
My solution: spend far less time with such people. Like: little to none.
I am back resting in my Coccoon. Wondering why I even bother.