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Like birds must fly and fish must swim and wind must blow, I find myself needing to write. Like John Boy Walton, who felt the need to express his ideas on paper, I also feel the need to get some feelings on paper.

After a groggy, sleepless night, I pull myself upright. I wash my face. I brush my teeth. And for a moment, I feel more normal.
I struggle to get through my day, knowing my limitations. Some mornings it feels like I’m already starting behind, already tired, already stretched thin.

There’s comfort in that understanding. It makes the hard parts feel a little less lonely.

I think a nap in the chair will help me rest. Or maybe a protein snack will pick me up and boost my energy.

I look into my cupboards and see utensils waiting to be used, and my favourite recipes waiting to be made. But today isn’t a day for that effort.

So leftover lasagna will be supper. A store‑bought pie for dessert. And a few ready‑made goodies for a snack will have to suffice.

There’s a quiet acceptance in that—choosing what’s manageable, letting the day be simple.

• But I’m grateful for a husband who understands me without needing explanations. I am thankful for a sister who knows exactly how I am. She and he both carry similar feelings in their own ways.

The noise is constant, unpredictable, and intrusive. It disrupts sleep, daily routines, writing, gaming, and rest. This creates a relentless sensory overload that overwhelms the senses.

• Overstimulation and mental fatigue create a heavy burden. This makes it difficult to focus or think clearly. Often, one is pushed into a survival mode where just getting through the day feels like an achievement.

Emotional Effects

Emotional Effects

The constant noise leaves me feeling irritable and on edge, as if I’m always waiting for the next disruption. There are moments when anxiety builds up. Frustration makes it hard to relax or enjoy even the things I love. Sometimes, I feel isolated. I struggle to explain to others why I’m so affected. I wish I could just switch off my sensitivity to the world around me.