I hate to use the word "can't" but I woke up this morning feeling like a gold fished in a big (though beautiful) ocean. Social media is too much, my family is too much, my health is too much, obligations are too much. I just want to get back in bed. And this is not particularly depressive feeling. I'm not "sad". I'm learning the difference between sad and overwhelmed. I just want to move and be completely alone. Then I can be around people when I want to without being judged or expected to be like them. And much of this could be paranoia, but I feel suffocated by "expectations" to function neurotypically while trying to get answers where I am on the spectrum (which is actually in fruition, thank God!)