Why does “me time” feel so shit yet so necessary at the same time?

After feeling pretty tired and in need of some personal space I dragged myself into my room for some privacy. Today is one of those days where I just want to be alone with my thoughts. But, what is it about that which makes me feel so down despite wanting to be in that state?

I’ll never understand.

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