I love silence.
When things are silent, there are no quiet sounds driving me to the edge of sensory overload. No little noises that it feels like I’m the only one who hears them, which makes me feel like I’m a little insane. I spend long minutes hunting around for the source of the sound just to prove to myself that it’s really there.
There’s not enough silence in the world for me at times.
Sensory overload is exhausting.
It’s like the quiet sounds no one else hears are so loud it’s a physical assault on my sense.
Can you imagine what loud sounds are like?
It’s like someone standing beside you screaming in your ear while at the same time hitting you in the side of the head.
There’s not enough silence in the world.