I’ve started crying before because I socialized over my limit and my internal battery goes in the negative. Doesn’t matter how much I love the people I’m with or how much fun I’m having, gotta respect the battery.
Yep. And it is frustratingly hard for people to understand there is a limit.
I mean, I like cake. Love it. Can’t handle eating it all day non stop, though. I don’t “hate” cake when I suddenly need to go have a liedown to not puke from all the cake.
Feeling this! I tell that same fib, “oh, I wouldn’t leave but I really need to get to my dogs or I am going to have a mess to clean up” is a go to for me lol
Why not just tell the truth?
Because usually when I’m hanging out with them, I am genuinely smiling and having a good time. But then when I go home, I have to decompress and exorcise the demons.
The horrified look isn’t because she hates her friends, it’s because she’s exhausted.
Mainly because I found out that people tend to either get extremely offended, sad, or violent when I do that too much so I have people that help me say something that aren’t entirely untrue.
Because extroverts don’t understand the mindsets of introverts and will think you don’t like them or are being rude.
Because that genuinely is what I think, but when I leave I feel tired out of nowhere